Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Perfect Evening
For the last couple of months I have been working like crazy. No, I did not go overtime, I still have my family to think about, however, when I am in the office, there is almost no breathing room at all.
I have one bad tendency though, when I am that busy, usually my whole body tensed all the time. I think psychologically, it is difficult for me to let go even when I am "relaxing." As a result, my energy level has been deterioriating for the last couple of weeks. Finally, yesterday was the culmination.
Last night, I went to the hospital because of extreme tiredness and I started to vomit. I felt bad because my wife is 9 months pregnant. There is NO WAY that I am going to get sick now. I was so frustrated at my "weak" self, that I had given my wife something to worry about at this time.
So, we went to the hospital, straight to the emergency room. The experience itself was so freaky. The nurse did not seem to master the art of giving IVs. There were air bubbles in the IV, which can give you heart attack. She almost put the needle through my vein when my wife screamed that there were still some bubbles left. Okay.... that freaked me out....
Furthermore, when a medicine was administered through the IV, suddenly I almost blacked out. I tried to scream but no voice came out.... AAAARRRRRGH!!!
After that, I was just too tense that even the IV hurted. So I asked them to remove the needle and just requested another type of medication. So we just waited for the lab result to come. Nothing serious. So we went home.
To make the evening perfect, at 11.30 pm in the evening, my phone rang, and it was the hospital. They forgot to charge us for the lab work and the guy just senselessly asked me to go back to the hospital to pay! I was gritting my teeth so that no words that I would be sorry about later came out. I refused to go back there but tried to cooperate by asking how much did I owe and can the bill be delivered to my house instead so that I can arrange the payment
Again the guy senselessly said that they do not have anybody to deliver it EVER! So, they would prefer to have an unfit patient drove all the way back on midnight? And he did not even have the amount prepared! Okaaaaaayyy..... I told him to have someone else call me in the morning because clearly, there is no use trying to cooperate with this guy.
So that was my evening, and today, I am at home recovering...
In the midst of all of that.... God is still good :) Yeah, I am foolishly in love with my God. So what? :)
I have one bad tendency though, when I am that busy, usually my whole body tensed all the time. I think psychologically, it is difficult for me to let go even when I am "relaxing." As a result, my energy level has been deterioriating for the last couple of weeks. Finally, yesterday was the culmination.
Last night, I went to the hospital because of extreme tiredness and I started to vomit. I felt bad because my wife is 9 months pregnant. There is NO WAY that I am going to get sick now. I was so frustrated at my "weak" self, that I had given my wife something to worry about at this time.
So, we went to the hospital, straight to the emergency room. The experience itself was so freaky. The nurse did not seem to master the art of giving IVs. There were air bubbles in the IV, which can give you heart attack. She almost put the needle through my vein when my wife screamed that there were still some bubbles left. Okay.... that freaked me out....
Furthermore, when a medicine was administered through the IV, suddenly I almost blacked out. I tried to scream but no voice came out.... AAAARRRRRGH!!!
After that, I was just too tense that even the IV hurted. So I asked them to remove the needle and just requested another type of medication. So we just waited for the lab result to come. Nothing serious. So we went home.
To make the evening perfect, at 11.30 pm in the evening, my phone rang, and it was the hospital. They forgot to charge us for the lab work and the guy just senselessly asked me to go back to the hospital to pay! I was gritting my teeth so that no words that I would be sorry about later came out. I refused to go back there but tried to cooperate by asking how much did I owe and can the bill be delivered to my house instead so that I can arrange the payment
Again the guy senselessly said that they do not have anybody to deliver it EVER! So, they would prefer to have an unfit patient drove all the way back on midnight? And he did not even have the amount prepared! Okaaaaaayyy..... I told him to have someone else call me in the morning because clearly, there is no use trying to cooperate with this guy.
So that was my evening, and today, I am at home recovering...
In the midst of all of that.... God is still good :) Yeah, I am foolishly in love with my God. So what? :)