Mummy accompanied me to the appointment today at KK. The appointment was at 1300, but from previous experience I knew we had to wait. We reached only slightly earlier than appointment time, got my queue number : 041301 and sat down to wait.

Both of us were tired, so we both fell asleep at the sofas in the waiting area. Not too long after, they called for 041300. I looked up and thought to myself, "Nah, not my number." and continued to sleep. Then the doctor came out and called for me! She read my name loud and clear. Embarrassed...

The consultation ended quickly. This time I did not get my previous doctor, think she's on attachment or something because she looked so young. Anyway the previous doctor that operated on me came over for a while and commented that she took a watermelon out of me. >_<

I've got my 1st McDonald's Shrek Happy Meal collection!!! Look at how triumphant Shrek is to be owned by me. Wahahaha~ It even goes: "I'm an ogre!", "*burps*", and "I'm on it..."

McDonald's has got pretty neat Happy Meal toys these days!

Family international buffet just can't beat Pariss international buffet. Only took pictures of the desserts. Bought a few more items which I've yet to take photos of yet.

ZJ bought me some sweets to cheer me up. I wanted Maoam (which i called Mao Mao as I don't know how to pronounce) but he got colorful gummy bears! They are so cutely packed I just can't get my hands off them. Even took photos of them lying in their "bed". Look at the colour combination... it's like a rainbow. So lovely and colorful.

Went to the polyclinic today, accompanied by mummy & ZJ to have my dressing removed. Woke up freaking early in the morning so that mummy & I can take a ride from my dad on his way to work.

Who knows when we reached there to get the queue number, the queue nurse said I need a referral letter from the hospital in order to skip doctor consultation and go straight to the dressing room. Mummy chided me for not bringing everything with me during this, while I took the queue number : 2059. After much hesitation [Like everyone, I hate to wait at the polyclinic too!] I returned the queue number and walked the freaking distance home to bring whatever documents I had from KK.

Along the way, ran into ZJ who happened to pass by on bus and I waved at him! Mummy had difficulty walking in her specs. She claimed the ground appeared to be floating to her whenever she wears them.

Once we [In sweat...] reached home, mummy immediately changed into her contact lenses, while I extracted the much needed documents [that might save me a lot of waiting time] and a piece of oatmeal bread. I'm not greedy okay. I had no choice. My stomach was rumbling away... Anyway, we went to wait for the bus [We don't like to sweat too much you know.] after everything was done.

Reached there. The auntie recognized me as "the girl from earlier who forgot her letter". So I showed her the most similar to a referral letter document that I possess from KK and I got my direct dressing queue number : 2021.

Triumphantly I told I could get this done and over with soon enough. Queue auntie ask me take number to counter 1 auntie, where I listened to ZJ obediently and waited for my number to be called for quite awhile. But I realised I only need to approach her directly and it will be done and over with. [ZJ kena a few punches from me for making me wait for nothing here.] Counter 1 auntie referred me to "Room 8 : Dressing". Even more proud of myself.

I thought I pulled it through when finally 2021 appeared. Went in with mummy, I sat down and show her the document that spared me the torture. Dressing auntie stunned... As quoted from her,

“That one not a referral letter. A referral letter usually looks like this. [She takes out someone else's referral letter.] You have to see a doctor first before we can do anything to you. You go outside Room 5 wait for your number. Aiyah your folder not here, we have to call for your folder. So you have to wait for your folder to reach us first, then we refer you to Room 5 doctor. She see already write the instructions then you will come back here....................”

I was so freaking shock when I heard all the words tumble from her mouth with experience. Gosh. So now I know I need not have went back home, sweat so much from the walk and waste my bus fare just now. We left the room to join ZJ in the waiting area who happily thought the trip has ended. Only to learn the cold harsh rules of the polyclinic.

I waited so freaking long, and there were 3 indian teenagers sitting next to us playing these loud musics from their handphones. [Pardon me, my friends know I'm not racist.] Though the music did gave the aunties and uncles quite a hard time waiting. But we are Singaporeans and Singaporeans are KIASI and will avoid as much trouble as possible. So we all sat there tolerating their music. If only my handphone blast can outdo their's I might just have blasted my own music and wait for them to move away. Trust me even if they were Chinese I would have had the same reaction.

Anyway, the serving number when I started waiting for Room 5 was 2065 or something. [Shouldn't I have just stuck to 2059!] I got sick of waiting when it finally at slower than snail pace jumped to 2088 or something. So I went back to Room 8 bravely and asked them how long more do I have to wait. Guess what. The same dressing auntie said "still got about 2 to 3 more before you..." So I proceeded back to my seat.

When the serving number jumped 10 minutes later at Room 5 and it was still not 2021, I feel like bashing someone. Then the dressing auntie opened 5's door and called "Teo Weng Weng". I was over the moon. [Even though she pronounced my name as Weng when it's Wang.] Definitely jumped out of the uncomfy plastic seat and followed her into 8, NOT 5.

Then I almost fumed thinking I waited for nothing, until she said she will undress my wound and let doctor see. So I am privileged to be the one where doctor comes and attend to me instead of the other way round during usual polyclinic (& family doctor) visits. So she helped me remove the plaster and everything and ask me wait. Then dressing auntie chatted me up say the wound had healed nicely and can be wet but need pat dry...

Ended up after that I laid there cold and dressed inappropriately and waited like another 10 to 15 minutes before the doctor came. All she did was look at the healing wound, then asked me what KK did to me for record in my folder, and said the same thing as the nurse did before.
[-_-]" Why need doctor???

The dressing auntie then tell me if got pain or any problem then go back. No problem don't go back. *Shrugs* Maybe she can't stand me. I made payment promptly after. Saved doctor consultation fee because my service chit was messed up. [They never indicate nicely I had to consult doctor and when cashier (not auntie) ask me I blur.] So I did not need to pay doctor consultation fee and the whole thing costs me $4.70 plus my precious sleep. [Plus mummy's precious time and ZJ's sleeping time too.]

The whole visit lasted for 2.5 hours, including return journey to get documents. And all the 'f***ing' words have been kindly replaced with 'freaking' to reduce my bad karmas.

Although I was rewarded with a McDonald's Big Breakfast [Yummy!!!], courtesy of mummy!!!

Earned two 4D numbers from it too... 2021 & 2059. After that day's experience, mummy might just try to bet on these 2 numbers.

It looked like we were going for a gangster fight. This time, AhTing took leave, mummy and mama came along. I wasn't scared at first. But then I had to fast since yesterday midnight so the hunger was getting to me. I'm famished and sleepy.

When they asked me to change, I got slightly nervous. Then when mummy kept talking, I got more frightened. Gosh. Then I had to continue alone with a stranger nurse, whom is very friendly though. I waited for the doctor to help me apply anaesthetic (i think) which will make the area numb. Then i lie on the operation bed myself where they let me breathe the sleeping gas.

The next thing I know, mummy was smiling and waving at me. (AhTing's experience of this was my mum got very friendly with the nurse. So when I was pushed out of the operation room, the nurse notified her and let her come see me when other people can't.)

Anyway, I continued to fall in and out of sleep for a while. Until I heard a fuss in the styler next to me and forced myself to wake up. A bit groggy but still relatively alright. Then a nurse came to attend to me and I complained I was very hungry, which I shouldn't have.

Because when the milo and muffin came, I felt nauseous. I prepared myself with the plastic bag they give me, but the vomit refuse to come out. So I carried on with the 2 sweets, drank up the water and slowly work on the milo. Then another nurse came and told me I can go and change back to my clothes.

She helped me to the changing room where I saw the sink... and the vomit just kept coming out. I felt so weak and sick from the vomitting, had to support myself with the length of both my arms on the sink. The nurse then left me there to finish vomitting. Then ZJ called to say he's back from his trek and asked about me. What great timing... though I had no strength to stand so I simply sank into the sofa while on the phone.

Then I went to change, but the operated area was still hurting, so I could only just manage. The nurse came again to get me to sit on an arm chair and wait. She said my mum had just left for lunch. So I waited there falling in and out of sleep from the pain.

Went home on a taxi... luckily mummy prepared a plastic bag for me. Because before AhMing opened the door, I vomited. And I vomited a lot. I hate that feeling... but I also wonder where those vomit came from since I did not eat much.

Fell right onto the bed and fall in and out of sleep again... The whole eat and vomit cycle repeated a few times until I don't even want to look at the food. Although it was mama's cooking, which were fantastic. I just didn't have the appetite.

Did not even want to watch my favorite 9pm and 10pm show. I just lay there and look forward to tomorrow.

The post exams period hasn't been that great. For some reasons unknown to me, I lost contact with a bosom friend after moving out of hall... I'm stuck at home everyday too broke to go out, waiting for the letter to come and wondering when is my appointment date after all. I hate them for their tardiness in sending the appointment letter!!!

I moved out of hall immediately after my last paper, returning the room key and LAN cable. But the office lady very clever, she could tell immediately that my room key was not the original that they gave me. So in the end I was fined a total of $40/= for the hostel room key, letter box key and drawer key.

Thursday (10/5) managed to met up with Cindy, Huiqi, WaiYee, YinYin and Huiyu for lunch at Suntec Fig and Olives. The food there was so-so only, despite recommendations by Zijian. And bad bad WaiYee for she only ask Huiqi to buy Cindy's present together never ask me! Huiqi also scolded me for losing my way. Haha. After lunch we strolled around Vivo City before heading over to Dhoby Ghaut's This Fashion for a crazy shopping spree. However none of us managed to find anything suitable.

WaiYee then recommended us to go Far East. And I suggested we walk there. By the time we reached there, Cindy's and WaiYee's were horribly tortured by their heels after covering the distance. Boo... Cindy had blisters! WaiYee bought a new pair of flip-flops to change into. But still no one bought anything home. Lol.

On Friday was supposed to meet up with Shuxuan but last minute my mom needed help. Sorry girl! She has really been very nice to me... She has been recommending me jobs convenient for me. My bad having to turn her offer down twice or thrice already because of the stupid unconfirmed appointment date. And she was pretty pissed recently by someone...

Then I turned down JieJie's offer to go Wild Wild Wet yesterday (Saturday) although he had free pass. Sigh~ Now that I have moved home, mummy say not nice to go out with guy friend when their girlfriend never go... End up permission denied. I'm such a mummy's girl...

During last night's NDP training, Joey from my group asked me I'm secondary what. Haha this goes to prove that I look young. Though there were 2 other irritating guys emphasizing that it's not I look young but is my IQ is as low as a small child. Pui~

In the mean time I just hope my operation can be confirmed and goes smoothly, and for Wednesday to come faster...

Now I have to be registered as a member with otakucenter.com before I can watch the anime episodes they are streaming. Although I can still watch their streaming anime movies, but the episodes are what I want to watch.

Today will be my last paper. After which I will be moving out of hall...

Early in the morning, just before my physics paper, the nurse from KK called to inform me that my operation has been postponed for a week.

O_O" Why must this happen to me... I was hoping I could quickly recover then get to find an income soon. Humpf~! Everything is then postponed for a week.