Lab Rat for a Day!
Was at NUH the entire day for a whole series of tests.
I had the same tests last year before my first transplant but
this is standard protocol before ANY transplant.
There will be various blood & urine tests, CT scan, dental check, lung function test & heart scan.
Reach Cancer centre at 9am and began an entire day of being a Lab Rat!!
It was so tiring.... especially I am still easily fatigued & having body aches for the longest time.... eeww....
The mindless waiting for hours, staring blankly at empty walls......
sometimes a tacky piece of "Art" looms on the wall....
looking at the facial expressions of fellow patients & I realise how much agony is written on their faces......
Morale isn't exactly great!
Sitting in the waiting lounge, all bundled up in a sweater & cap lowered down, arms crossed.
Feeling irritated & acting out at medical staff....
being ALOOF & not wanting to smille at anyone. I ponder why I act this way....
As I skim the room, seeing other bald, skinny cancer patients......
I am reminded of my own afflictions.....
It's like looking into a mirror .... and you don't like what you see......
*sobs*....
I feel guilty for feeling this way....
I ask the Lord to remove this bitterness from me,
and instead to fill me with compassion again to have a heart for these ppl, my fellow comrades....
I had the same tests last year before my first transplant but
this is standard protocol before ANY transplant.
There will be various blood & urine tests, CT scan, dental check, lung function test & heart scan.
Reach Cancer centre at 9am and began an entire day of being a Lab Rat!!
It was so tiring.... especially I am still easily fatigued & having body aches for the longest time.... eeww....
The mindless waiting for hours, staring blankly at empty walls......
sometimes a tacky piece of "Art" looms on the wall....
looking at the facial expressions of fellow patients & I realise how much agony is written on their faces......
Morale isn't exactly great!
Sitting in the waiting lounge, all bundled up in a sweater & cap lowered down, arms crossed.
Feeling irritated & acting out at medical staff....
being ALOOF & not wanting to smille at anyone. I ponder why I act this way....
As I skim the room, seeing other bald, skinny cancer patients......
I am reminded of my own afflictions.....
It's like looking into a mirror .... and you don't like what you see......
*sobs*....
I feel guilty for feeling this way....
I ask the Lord to remove this bitterness from me,
and instead to fill me with compassion again to have a heart for these ppl, my fellow comrades....