Guess where I was the past week.
GUESS!
I'm doing the Mary-Kate pout-thing here.
In case you couldn’t tell by the strategically placed hand pose to show off the needle sticking into the side of my wrist, I, folks, was at the hospital. It was only about 3 days (?) — I don’t know, I lost track of the time — but it felt like FOREVER.
Now, the hospital was great. The staff — the nurses, the doctors, even the dudes who brought in the meals to the rooms — were surprisingly courteous, and friendly. It was odd, but a wonderful change from the usual masungit nurses.
(And here I’d like to take time to thank the nice nurses. And hope they don’t ever tire of being nice. Having a lot of nurse friends myself, I’ll say here that I hope you guys don’t ever ever become one of those horrible, masungit nurses and know that friendly nurses do make a positive difference in someone’s boring hospital stay. :) )The one thing bugging me was that THERE WAS NO CABLE TV. It’s bad enough already that I had to miss internet access those days, but they didn’t even have cable! My sickness wasn’t fatal, but given a few more days, the cable-less TV was what would have killed me for sure. I was stuck with a staticky ABS-CBN the whole time — it was the only channel the lowly antenna could get. And I forced myself to watch an hour of doubled-vision GMA for Bubble Gang.
This was because it was a new-ish hospital. It was so new, they haven’t even subscribed to cable yet. Gahh. (And I’m gahh-ing because that last sentence was constructed strangely like a bad yo momma joke.)
So, because I didn’t have an iPod like all the cool people do, my mom brought this cheap-ass-but-functional FM radio we had lying around the house so we’d have some background sounds other than Willie Revillame screaming into the mic annoyingly (Wowowee!!!). And my book-of-the-moment to keep me company. When there’s no TV or internet, books and music are a worthy alternative, I’d think.
"Pensonic" radio LOL / Neil Gaiman <3
One more thing worth mentioning, with its plus points for some redeeming value, is the view. My room had a gorrrrgeous view from its teeny tiny window:
actual pic of Gorgeous View -- Mt. Makiling, I think
Except — of course there’s a catch! — I would have had to get up and walk to the other end of the room to see it.
But now I’m free from my “hospital prison with the friendly prison guards.” And now I have cable (and internet!!!) again.
And oh yeah, I came out of it alive.
Yay!
