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Wednesday, August 26, 2009 @ 9:18:00 AM


Rise and shine darlings! (:

I just got up and read the text I received from BamBam this morning.

"Baby, Morning. Mentangmentang tak puase tak angon sahur eh. Tak kejot I pon. ): Love you."

Aww, sorry sweetheart. Im still feeling all weak, the medications' got me drowsy. Thats why I didnt wake you up. I'll make up to you when we meet later okay? Eh no, after buka. Lol.

Yesterday was a terrifyingly painful day for me. I did turn up for work, but I had to get off after just two hours in the ward. It wasnt that painful initially. But I knew for sure, the greater pain was coming, adding on to the pain I had while I was in the shower. I was crying and fighting the pain in the shower for almost an hour! Gave BamBam a call almost immediately and told him what happened. Im sorry for making you worried. He told me not to go to work, and he'll take me to the polyclinic. But I couldnt afford to take another day off. So I still went on, with tears welling up my eyes every other minute. I told him that I'd only ask to be excused for the day if the pain gets unbearable. And at 2pm, after report taking, was that moment. I was crouching and (I know this is inappropriate) squatting down in the ward. I couldnt hold on any longer. Approached the sister, got approval from my lecturer, and signed off for home.
Called Boyfriend again, cabbed home and by then I was already breaking down, almost drowned myself in my own tears. Haha. Boyfriend was already on the way to Hougang. The pain subsided, but not for long. Head down to mummie's office to get my CSC card, and then to KKH 24Hour Women's Clinic. Upon reaching, the pain got worst I cried again. And dear BamBam was trying to calm me down, coaxing me. I felt really bad I had to trouble him, whats with me being in pain, and cranky all at the same time. I love you sweetheart.

Consulted. Alhamdulillah, nothing is wrong in there, everything's in good condition. Dr Teh gave me some painkillers and asked me to come back in 2weeks time to do scanning and such. (: Then we trained back home, both feeling better that nothing went wrong. We were so much relieved. We settled for some talks somewhere around my block. First times, the future, the past, why things happened(interesting to know, i was laughing when he told me his reasons), cases of the ex.. and more other things. We've decided, and we're gonna work towards all the events we want to make happen. I just love having those small talks with my boy. Because at the end of the day, he never fails to make me feel the most grateful to have him. And at the end of everything, I know, Im holding the throne, and forever will be.

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♥AMALINA
26th September
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