:: the itch ::

i am having rashes since tuesday. my thighs swell up quite badly on thursday and i thought i am gonna suffer from elephanthitis or something. so i decided to head for sgh a&e despite everyone else's claims that i am just being a drama mama.

i thought the hospitals should be quite high-tech and erm well managed. but not quite. firstly i didn't know i have to get my temperature taken 'cause i didn't enter from the carporch area. i bet they must think that everyone coming to a&e at that hour should be coming in an ambulance. secondly, they didn't use the numbered ticket system. the nurses and doctors have to call out names instead. so i was straining my ears all the time to make sure i didn't miss the call. and when my name was called, i had to scurry to the diagnosis room, fast enough so that people won't associate my cheena name with my face. and thirdly, the pharmacist is very grouchy. they had this tray that says, put your prescription here. so i did. and she railed at me for putting the prescription there without letting her see my 'proof-of-payment' yet. damn her. so i showed her that i am from the army and i don't have to pay. and she told me to take a seat and wait for my name to be called. what seat? there's only 3 chairs and they're occupied by a malay man with headache, his wife and his daughter. and adding to that, another 10 or so concerned relatives. what the fuck?

anyway anyway the swelling has since gone down but the rash is spreading. i don't know what caused it. maybe i should go to the a&e again tonight to extend my mc since i seriously don't want to cause a public panic by appearing in the open now.

oh yah. refund is itchy too. he has scratched a little patch of fur off himself. i wonder if he spread it to me, or i spread it to him, or both cases aren't related at all.

boohoo. i feel like the plague.