As I stepped into the hospital, I felt the atmosphere change almost immediately. While the corridor outside was as noisy as a wet market, the crowded hospital was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. A wave of dread washed over me. When I was called in, I was a bunch of entangled nerves. I braced myself for the blood test. Thankfully, it took less then a second.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky.
Monday, June 8, 2009
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