Today I caught some cold and felt of not comfortable, fatigue and sore throat. I become worry that if I were down on bed, who would be looking after my kids and eventually me.. The worry brought me down but I swallowed two pils of panadol instead of seeing the doctor. I always hate to visit doctors as I would expect what they would comment and prescribe what kind of medication to me. I also lost confident in doctors as I truly believed you had been wrongly diagnosed and I was at fault of not pressuring the doctor for quicker and better cares. I am still believed I responsible instead of the doctors.
I received multiple sms from friends on asking me not to cry anymore. Whenever, I read such sms, it immediatly made my eyes filled with tears. It was not that I am self pity, but I felt terribly sorry for you. I am sorry that you could not see the kids, who are your center of the your world. It is what really made me crying all these while.
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