gobbledigook.
[ a morbid fascination that borders on obsession. ]
Thursday, June 28, 2007
ayam sakit(sick chicken).
The hive of medical activity i faced during the past week was mind boggling to say the least. And i went like a broken record on a gramophone singing the same old tune of my tragic tale of self demise and untold suffering. I felt like Homer(the poet, not the Simpson) reading the Illiad. I sure could move a few hearts and draw a few tears. Apart from my mythical act of valour, i appeared before a medical board and a skin centre doctor within the span of 7 days. A redder and patchier version of myself.The former was a cocktail comedy of errors and miscommunications(comedy here seems inappropriate as i didn't find it particularly funny at that point of time but rather the organisation which was laughable). Yes i was at fault for not being punctual(then again, i was punctual but not extra punctual as promised). The following chronological series of events were inexcusable: i waited for an hour and told i could 'go home'. And i stand accused?! I had a vague premonition that such an verdict was likely and no prize guessing the outcome. A rather paradoxical conclusion, upgrade but excused from uniform?
Thankfully, the latter was a more pleasant affair if not for the lengthyqueueing and waiting was. Can't complain though: consultation, medication and treatment all gratis, courtesy of the mighty blue 11B. The doctor was male this time round. I was quite apprehensive as first as i anticipated him to be hard-nosed and unsympathetic. Turn out he was a nice chap, more wholesome in his analysis, indulged in some small talk without negelecting the 2 medical students who sat silently wide-eyed throughout the session. I had to stand in a state of semi-undress, not like Botticelli's Birth of Venus before the trio and i was cringing. I could sense them gawking and that made the sensation worse.
I was to undergo a kind of phototheraphy where i am to stand in the buff except for a G-string(!) in a capsule that has dozens of those enlongated light bulbs and to be exposed to ultraviolet B light. Looks like some fancy tanning booth. I am both thrilled(not the prospect of sun tanning naked) and uneasy at the same time. Tomorrow is my first session and i'm rubbing my hands.
Later.
I've got soul
But I'm not a soldier
But I'm not a soldier
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