Going to hospitals makes me wince in hatred. Well, that might be too strong of a description to how I really feel, but it comes close to it. I know most would agree with me that it is stressful to be in the hospital -- whether or not you are ill.
I went to the hospital to have my blood chemistry tested for the nth time. It should have been fast and smooth to have me tested.
But first things first. I have to pay.
I got my line number and they were only serving number 6. My number's 20.
I was hungry and thirsty all. Last time I ate was about 8 hours ago.
Stressed, hungry and thirsty, I did not like what I was feeling. But somehow, this little lady in front of me made me smile.
She was posing for the camera, oblivious to the world around her.
Somehow, I realized how I long to live in a world this little lady is living in -- problem-free.
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