Apr 02, 2008 18:44
Remember when I refused the operation of tonsillas? And when I said "I think I will regret"? Well, it's finally here. I can regret now. The hospital is already welcoming me - tomorrow I'm back. Ha. Ha. Ha.
To be correct: I should regret and I do not. Many things went through my mind in that last two weeks from my return home. So many things happened. And the wouldn't have happened if I wouldn't haven't done what I have done. But perhaps I'll change my mind tomorrow after the first visitation. At least I hope I won't kick Mrs. Doctor like the last time she was poking in my neck...
My mother panics and she says she doesn't. She can be funny sometimes.
I would like to talk so much about reasons and causes because everything moved after so many days and weeks. But I feel sick so I'll rather go to sleep. Good bye, my dear depardets, and don't be blessed by a life!
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