In the name of Allah, the All-Compassionate, the All-Merciful.
I’m at the polyclinic now, waiting for my turn to see the receptionist. My number is 7526 and the queue number is currently at 7496. Fret not. The queue moves pretty quickly here.
The reason why I’m here is because of a dreadful cold I’m having. I can’t handle them children with my nose leaking. Goodness! Will definitely give their lunch some flavouring though. Hehehe.
And my achy and sore muscles are not helping me much. Adoi.
I’m just going to douse myself with medicine and force my entire being to relax. I’m feeling quite uptight to be honest because a part of me feels egoistic. Come on, it’s only January and I’m already taking MC? Yet another part of me is screaming, bloody hell, woman, get a rest already!
Le boyfriend is telling me that I am mentally exhausted. I don’t know. I don’t quite feel that way. He said that it might not feel that way to me but my mind might be secretly overthinking or overworrying.
So I was forced to face my thoughts as I walked to the polyclinic alone in the rain. Le boyfriend is such a sweetheart. He offered to accompany me today but I assured him that there was no need to. Of course, I do want him by my side but at the same time, maybe I was quite used to doing things by myself that I felt there was no need to. I must say I regretted that decision slightly when I felt woozy at 3/4 of the way to the polyclinic. But never fear! Baeda is alright.
Okay, I checked in with the receptionist. Now I’m waiting to see the GP. Where was I and what was I saying again? Oh, dear. Can’t remember. Never mind, let’s start again. Well, now my number is 5622 and the queue is currently at 4799. Don’t worry. The queue number skips because they will put patient 4800 at another room for example. So instead of it running linearly, the numbers are distributed amongst the GP rooms available. It is now at 4895 so it is not too bad. However, I must say I am slightly worried due to the fact that my ticket states my timeslot with the doctor as 4:05pm and it is only 3:00pm now. Okay, slight regret creeping up again from not accepting le boyfriend’s offer. BUT! Never fear! Baeda is still good here! For some reason though my right arm muscle is aching from typing this post. Toinggg. Okay, I’m giving my arm a bit of a rest for now.
And Allah is Ar-Rahman, the All-Compassionate. – MM
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