The Reader
Regina. Can't wait to step into the real society. Hates life to be in an orderly manner. Adores human interaction. 21 going on 22 this year. Third year in "ANUS minus A" - "KoM-Pu-Tin".
Adores
Reading chick literati books, watching dramas whichever and whatever and wherever the source is from, singing and listening to every genre of music, satisfying my stomach with good food, catching good movies, working out every cell available in her body.
Things I'd Like
Good grades
Healthy life
Money
Peace and harmony
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
historical moment of my life - getting stitches
wash a chipped mug
chipped part just slashed through my left ring finger(the one next to the pinkie)
2cm long cut on the finger
tried to stop blood from flowing for like 30 mins. did it with chinese med given by gran
took cab to company doc
bah he washed my wound.
i stomped the feet in agony
doc said i needed stitches
i whimpered
i told him can dun wan anot. then i said ok whatever that is gd for me
then tadah 4 stitches it is
the local anaesthetic was injected by apparently the smallest needle.
still, i teared when he administered it. and it was like 2-3 times around the wound?
i am at the loss of what to say when he did it. just closed my eyes and teared.
holy shit it was very numb when he did the stitching.
i did not look at the process.
felt sick to look at that.
eww.
wrapped the finger up and it looks like a sore thumb now.
hahahaha i cant type properly... takes me awhile to realise tt my life depends on the leftie too.
i need my leftie and my rightie to function man.
i cant bath properly... cant eat properly... its like one left hand is as gd as no hand.
im disabled.
ack.
i guess it was meant to happen. even without the chipped mug or wad so ever. i am resigned to get stitches one day.
Good things must share.. memories like this must remember:
11:23 PM