Still at hospital being the one taking care of my Grandma who just finished doing knee surgery.
Days here, felt like a long journey to me.
Three days only, felt like 1 weeks already.
While it was night,
i pray i wish i pray wishing i can fall in sleep & sleep well.
I know i came from New York City, but i'm still super afraid of cold.
The air conditioner in the room always cold,
i need to wear double jacket, use scarf to surrounded my cold feet,
one blanket cover my body, and put 2 more towel above it.
Then i will squeeze myself&head into the blanket.
It usually takes me 1hr to really fallen in sleep.
I seriously sometimes thinking in my mind hoping i am the patient,
so i can sleep on the bed.
After 1/2 hour i fall in sleep,
i got awake. I either need to feed my Grandma water or something else.
This makes me realize how wonderful it is if you can just have a good night sleep till the next morning,
without anyone waking you up in the middle of night.
This also makes me realize,
this is what going to happen if i m pregnant& give birth to child.
Am i ready for it?
I honestly doubt it.
However, despite all those things.
I was amazed how far i been came through till now.
I was so proud of my lovely Grandma,
she is so brave.
I just wishing she can get well soon and able to walk again.
Because i know Grandma don't really likes people taking care of her,
she likes to do things on her own.
I hate hospital :(
Hospital just make people even sicker.
Although this is a private hospital.
Nurses here are so unprofessional.
it kinda freak me out imagine what if i get hurt one day & need to live at hospital.