Sakit Sampai Pengsan

So you must be wondering if I died of boredom in Muar or something cos I suddenly went MIA after that last post about my pink toenails. Haha. Well, dear readers, fear not! For I am alive!! =D Though unfortunately, to be honest with you, I'm not really ready to be kicking right now. :-/


You see, The Husband and I had rushed back to KL on Wednesday to attend a friend's wedding banquet at the JW Marriott Hotel Kuala Lumpur that very night. And although the banquet was lovely, heart-warming, wonderful, amazing and all that awesome stuff – will blog about it in due time – I was smiling and catching up with old friends through weird cramps and tummy aches. Thing was, as the night went on, the waves of pain got progressively worse.


Went home immediately after the last dish, popped a Panadol ActiFast The Husband handed me, took my bath, and hit the sack in an effort to sleep off the pain. But I couldn't even fall asleep! Before I knew it, it was morning and the pain was even more intense than it was the night before! So I figured, "Hmmm... something's wrong inside liao. Better get some help."


Told Mama about it first thing in the morning and we visited a nearby Mediviron to get a doctor's opinion about an hour and a half later. After some Q&A and two scans, the doctor said, "I think you're constipated." @_@ And he sent me home with some painkillers, an inflammation drug, and some laxatives. -________-

 The meds I got from Mediviron.

Yep, I paid a dude RM95 for him to tell me to go poop. -_-'''

Took the tablets and became best friends with the potty in under 10 minutes. After that, I also noticed that the pain was a little less intrusive than it was before so The Husband and I just went ahead with our plans and went out with his parents to get some stuff we had planned to do earlier, done.


Things were alright for awhile I suppose. But while climbing some stairs in the sun, the pain started to come back. But while it hurt a little more than I remembered it hurting earlier, it was still bearable. But that changed in mere minutes. During the walk back to the car, I started to cramp really bad – the kind where I needed to stop walking and just focus in order to bear the pain – and bright spots of light started to play hide and seek with my eyes.


I don't remember much of what happened after that. All I know is that The Husband caught me before I fell to the ground. Doesn't help that different people tell the story of my passing out differently. The Husband's reenection makes me look like I did the Capoeira on crack, while Mama's version makes me look like a drunk ape. (@_@ ???) But considering my sources, I think I'll take Mama's word over The Husband's any day. =p


Anyway, they decided to send me to the A&E at SJMC immediately after that episode. During the ride there, I was pretty much out of it. Spots of light, bad cramps, cold sweat – the works. It was only until we were 5 minutes or so away that I started to feel a little better and was a little more attentive of my surroundings.


Got myself a consult with the doctor on duty and was told that there was nothing much she could do cos the hospital was working on skeletal staff during the holidays. (Fail!) She then told me to visit my own doctor in Penang to get myself checked out when I'm back, and discharged me with a prescription for Buscopan. (Double fail.) -_-'''

So anyways... tomorrow morning, I've got an appointment with a doctor I've never met, seen or heard of before, at my usual hospital in Penang. I'm not sure of what the expect. Please pray for me, people! Pray that all goes well and that all is right inside! Muchas gracias.