It's a nice feeling to be mentally back for a more meaningful post. Blogging is definitely like unlatching the holocaust-slash-suffering brought by rage. i am giving an update of what kept me busy these past few weeks (when i wasn't posting sensible entries) or days (when i kept posting yet nonsense ones).
So today was not an ordinary day. It was another step closer to college. Another requirement accomplished and another overcoming of fear. This may not be new to you, 'cause majority of us, during early ages, ranging from infant to our sixth year, we, usually, are afraid of syringes. No one probably endured the pain without bursting their hearts out calling "Momma!", some even bit their moms, pinched their moms, and the like.
As to how i afforded to wear a smile at the gentle nurse as she injected the syringe, i don't know. A problem raised when the syringe didn't make it's way to my Intravenous structure as fast as possible. So the nurse needed to move the syringe in and out and side to side until she was not able to stand it and asked me if it was causing me unbearable pain. I looked at her, confidently , and uttered the words, "It's nothing, i'm okay". Finally, Shanne... Finally, i didn't need to be hiding my face under my mom's armpit or let her embrace so i could draw some strength. It's not like that anymore. And for the fact that i don't have mom around, it's a great change.
As an observation while i was inside the Health Center of that prestigious University, I saw a lot of faces. There were a lot of personalities, too. From a pervert to a jerk, from a flirt to a prim and lady-like one, from a nerd to a hip and cool, and from a random to a serious one. And yet, none of them had the courage to look at the process of Intravenous Insertion (Injecting the syringe). None of them dared to look at that very tiny thing that sucked out their blood... none of them. As far as i know, i am the only one who witnessed the whole process while it was done to me. Take note, i was smiling all the way. no ifs, no buts and no ouch at all.
I realized that i've grown up, in a way or the other, i still showed progress. i believe i am ready to take up Nursing, based on what transpired today.
Interviews and NAT result, I am waiting. :)
and oh, i met new friends along the way. they're Jayreen, Leslie, James and Christine. and i bonded with my sistah, Katie. :) Thanks for treat, if you'll be able to read this. Egg Shawarma is yum yum and healthy. :)
ciao for now. :D
So today was not an ordinary day. It was another step closer to college. Another requirement accomplished and another overcoming of fear. This may not be new to you, 'cause majority of us, during early ages, ranging from infant to our sixth year, we, usually, are afraid of syringes. No one probably endured the pain without bursting their hearts out calling "Momma!", some even bit their moms, pinched their moms, and the like.
As to how i afforded to wear a smile at the gentle nurse as she injected the syringe, i don't know. A problem raised when the syringe didn't make it's way to my Intravenous structure as fast as possible. So the nurse needed to move the syringe in and out and side to side until she was not able to stand it and asked me if it was causing me unbearable pain. I looked at her, confidently , and uttered the words, "It's nothing, i'm okay". Finally, Shanne... Finally, i didn't need to be hiding my face under my mom's armpit or let her embrace so i could draw some strength. It's not like that anymore. And for the fact that i don't have mom around, it's a great change.
As an observation while i was inside the Health Center of that prestigious University, I saw a lot of faces. There were a lot of personalities, too. From a pervert to a jerk, from a flirt to a prim and lady-like one, from a nerd to a hip and cool, and from a random to a serious one. And yet, none of them had the courage to look at the process of Intravenous Insertion (Injecting the syringe). None of them dared to look at that very tiny thing that sucked out their blood... none of them. As far as i know, i am the only one who witnessed the whole process while it was done to me. Take note, i was smiling all the way. no ifs, no buts and no ouch at all.
I realized that i've grown up, in a way or the other, i still showed progress. i believe i am ready to take up Nursing, based on what transpired today.
Interviews and NAT result, I am waiting. :)
and oh, i met new friends along the way. they're Jayreen, Leslie, James and Christine. and i bonded with my sistah, Katie. :) Thanks for treat, if you'll be able to read this. Egg Shawarma is yum yum and healthy. :)
ciao for now. :D
5 comments:
"...some even bit their moms, pinched their moms, and the like." How could that be less familiar? -_-
And how in the world could I have not made a good post just like this one regarding my Medical examination??
Grrr! You are so good. Damn!
Hey hey. i was supposed to prolong this one, but my cousin borrowed the pc for a while and so i forgot how my thoughts were organized in my mind. tsk tsk.
was it really good? am i learning?
Hey you, thakn you for the birthday and well wishes, they made me happy :)
Things happen for a reason right?
Love your new pic and did you draw the one for this post?
no problem. :)
indeed, things do happen for a reason. expect for a better job, then.
oh my new pic, thanks. :)
and the pic for my post? i didnt draw it. im not good at stuffs like that. :)
polish hair is still htere....buit am trying to get my face into the sun a bit so at least I don't look so pale!! Thinking of growing it a bit more then highlighting it again...taht way peopel at least thought I was english...bohoo :) xx
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