Just got back from the hospital. Yes, you read it..HOSPITAL! The one place that I would never wanna be at. The smell, the environment..yucks..scares me big time..!
No, no, it wasn't me. It wasn't me who's admitted to the ER. It's hubby. He was rushed to the hospital this evening while I was at work. Went to the hospital right after work. Thanx to Josh, for clocking me out earlier than I'm supposed to, thanx to Bill for calling off the lab meeting and Parag for understanding my condition. Ooh..not to forget Chad, for offering his notes for tomorrow's class just in case I couldn't make it tomorrow morning. Megat and Hase and Abang for accompanying me to the hospital.
Rough, rough night. Seeing him on the hospital bed like that, in the hospital 'gown', my tears just trickled down my cheeks.. silently, I walked away from the bed-side and went somewhere where I can actually calm myself down. I can't make him see me crying, not this time. I have to act strong..and take care of him. I just wish that I could be with him tonight, just to make sure that he's fine just like what the doctor wrote on the medical sheet.
At this moment, he's sound asleep in his bed. I hope he's gonna be fine. Well, maybe I haven't been a good girlfriend lately. Always busy with my own thing, my own self, my own world. He'll always be in my prayers. Please, make him well again. Amin~