The hôspital appointment once again

18.6.2021

The hospital appointment once again

 

I started off quite early. First, I needed to get the blood sample done . Normally I would make an earlier trip to get the blood sampling done. But for today  I chose to do it on the same day. Arrived at around 9.30 am. After all the formalities of registering .(Twice, first with the hospital’s apps and second with the official MY Sejahtera apps) Quite a hassle really. I don’t understand why there is a need for double registration. At the end of the day, what use are all this data to the relevant bodies? 

 

Anyway I had  double masked myself . The medical mask and then a cloth mask which my daughter made for me. I don’t actually look forward to these visits. Because every time I attended one such visit, I will always succumbed to body aches and fever and it would last for a few days.

 

Well today, the clinic was packed with patients. The nurse on duty will only allow entrance about half an hour before time. I suppose they need to regulate the number of people in the clinic. But the clinic was already full to almost maximum capacity. There were no seats available. For the first 30 minutes, I stood quite close to the registration counter. After 5 minutes of registration I was called for the weighing in. The scale registered  a loss of about 4 kg. 

 

Then it was back to the opposite end of the counter. Hoping against hope  someone would vacate her/his seat. But alas nothing happened. Then after about 30 minutes, the girl next to me decided to move out. Immediately I took over her seat with a sigh of relief. I anticipated a long wait for the blood sampling . The number on the screen was 538 and mine was 551! Definitely going to be a long wait indeed. 

 

Eventually my number was called to room 20. The nurse on duty commented she could not locate any  visible veins on the usual spot ( the inside of the left arm  elbow)  Must be due to the cold. So the next place would be on my  knuckle  next to the middle finger. I don’t like it when blood drawn out from this spot because I could feel the sharpness pf the pierced needle hitting the bones. Anyway, she was a very experienced person. It was over very quickly. And back to  stand and lean against the wall once again. 

 

Soon, my number was called once again to room no 2. This time to see the actual doctor. I was pleasantly greeted by a young doctor. Very nice bedside manners I’d reckon. I told him about my inflamed tonsils. He went on to give explanation on this perpetual recurrent. 

 

Then after the 15 minutes session, and registering for the next appointment. I stopped at the surgery clinic to make an appointment / follow up after my bio image  appointment next month. 

 

Then the last stop at the ground  level pharmacy at the north wing of the hospital.  Now once again , it was standing room crowd. No signs of empty seats to be expected. Quite difficult to abide  to the social distancing . This time it was a very long wait. By then I was feeling very exhausted. I

 

My mind kept giving reminders- next time bring your own mobile  stool/ chair. 

Finally , my number was called. The time on my watch read 12.20 pm.  It had been  a long morning. I told myself I need to stop at the hospital canteen and grab a plate of rice. Was expecting my husband to be waiting for me at one of the tables. But no table in sight at all. The food kiosk were opened but no dine in allowed. So it was straight up to the 5^thlevel car park.  

 

So it was straight home . The traffic was quite heavy. Many cars on the road. What MCO? 

Anyway last stop at the local bakery supply shop. Bought a few stuffs for Asyiqin. She is now into baking. That is another story to tell soon. 

 

Straight up to shower and change. Both of us finished yesterday’s leftovers. All eventually washed  with a mug of coffee and within half an hour , I was dead to the world. The much needed afternoon nap to recuperate and recharge. 

 

Now it’s a waiting game once again. Will it, won’t I?