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I've never been hospitalized before. And I'm not planning to. Never do.

But then, one day I wake up and cover by lots of...lots of blood. And that day was just unusual for me, neither for any other girls I guess.

I asked my bestfriend that day of what should I do because I was worried with myself and also didn't want to step in middle of some else's path trying to make them with busy with my probs, but she said that I should tell at least my mom. I wondered if I tell my mom this problem would be big but what if IT IS big...

So, with all of my guts on me, I called my mom and tell her what happen. She sounds shaking and she told me stay in bed.

Minutes later, she called me again m. she was telling me that she already arranged an appointment with a doctor at 8pm.

Yeah... just like what I thought it would be

But looking for my condition, it was pretty scary for me. Scarier than facing a doctor.

That evening, I dressed like a sick kinda girl because that was basically my feeling about it. And then it was my turn to see the doctor.

She checked me. USG me. And say, "you are so pale, I need to know your HB of blood" (not so sure what she was talking about). Anyway, she asked me to go to the Laboratory and someone there take the sample of my blood and give me the result. I was hoping that the result is not bad because honestly I can't read what was written in that paper (you know, medical language, duh!)

After that I hand the result to my doctor and she said that I need a blood transfusion and my mom simply responed "Oh yeah, okay, fine."

2 seconds later my doctor explained that to get the transfusion I have to be hospitalized.

What? Who's talking about staying here and not coming back home? No I don't want to.

Then everything was taken control by mom. She wanted me to call one of my friend to accompany me there while she go back to the house and the shits I need.

The nurses took me to the room that fill with two person. That room is quite small because it was full by two giant hospital bed.

My mom asked for another room but they said it was full and that room was the only one left. I might have to wait for the next day probably there'll be an empty room.

So, that night I could sleep. That was the longest night in my whole life.

I tried to sleep. I closed my eyes but then the lights were still on and it bothered me a lot. But I fell asleep maybe like 15 minutes or 20 then I wake up again. That repeat. And it sucks. I just couldn't wait for morning.

Fortunately, in the morning, they got a new room. I moved in and it was so much better. I almost feel like I'm home. People were coming to visit, or gossiping (not so sure, lol), they bring foods and smiles. I have to admit that being sick sometimes the only way to gather people that always absence in other event.

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