Monday Blues

I'm so useless. Thought I've cried enough then I had to let the tears roll down in front of the doctor and my colleagues. Indeed, women are made of water.

Finally got a referral for thyroid examination at the Surgery Department and nasal examination at the ENT. I felt like a beggar begging for a piece of paper. As if I'm not worried enough, the doctor brushed away my concerns of getting cancer then rubbed salt directly on my wound and make insensitive remarks. Just because polyclinic charges lesser, does it give the doctors the right to treat us any less better, give us lesser attention.

Every visit to the doctor's is like offering a stab in my heart.
Scrolling down the services that hospitals offers worries the hell outta me, I cannot imagine going through the details of the procedures.

I was in no right state to go to work but I dragged my feet along. Co-teacher's on medical leave and another colleague was on CCL. I could not afford a day off and I still need to face the meanest caregiver ever.
And yes, I got verbally abused again.
As if Mondays aren't already blue enough...
No one can have a bluer one than mine.

A tongue has no bones but it is strong enough to break someone's heart. Be careful with your words and think about how you'd feel if someone told you the same thing.

They say there is nothing a hot bath won't cure. I say some things cannot be cured even with a hot bath or a good 9K run.