Tagged by Evil Knievel, and =^-^= Captain Obvious. Danke! I tag umm.., well just about everyone has done this, but just to make sure, I tag whoever hasn't been tagged yet. *shrugs* I suck at this haha
So... apparently, I'm quite approachable when I'm sick haha :)
Exhibit A)
I was standing in line for a cup of coffee at the college's cafeteria when the guy before me is like "Go ahead, order first." I protest claiming that I still haven't decided what to order yet. He's like "Try this", and proceeds to order a hazelnut latte. I'm like "no, wallah it's okay, thanks." He's like "It's okay. If you don't like it, I'll drink it." I just blink up at him. He realizes that I might've taken what he said the wrong way and starts apologizing. I'm like "wallah mo 3an bas maree'6a o maby a3adeek" (I'm sick and don't want him to drink after me lest I pass the flu on to him). He's like "3ady" (it's okay). I shake my head. Finally he relents and orders another hazelnut latte, and when it's done he hands one to me and is like "Here, drink this." I take a sip, and almost spit out my drink at the comical expectant expression on the guy's face. He's like "Is it good?" "ummm... yeah", I lie. He takes a sip of his, and furrows his brows. "There's no hazelnut in this", he tells the guy behind the counter. "There's no hazelnut in this.", he says again, to me, in explanation. We get our newly hazelnut-flavored drinks back and he urges me to drink it again. I take another sip and it tastes greats. Like really really great, and I tell him so. His face lights up. I reach into my bag and pull out some money and just as I'm about to pay he gives me this shocked look, as if I've done a truly horrible thing to him. He quickly takes out his wallet and says "I'm paying.", with finality. We argue a little more then he proceeds to tell him about his background. "Oboy i7'6iry bas yadee ibduwee, fa insay a'7aleech tidfa3een." (My grandfather is of bedouin heritage, so no way am I letting you pay). Just so I don't leave anyone hanging, in the end, he pays, and leaves but not after tossing me the most gorgeous smile ever. My friends who where watching the whole thing were like
"Do you know him?"
"No."
"He's gorgeous!"
"I know. He also has a girlfriend."
"Yeah, the syrian chick. She's glaring at you right now."
"Great."
Exhibit B
I'm in the passenger's seat while a friend of mine is in the driver's seat. We're on Gulf Road. I look out the window. I see something that catches my eye. A chick. No, I mean literally an adorable, yellow, fluffy, chick. The guy notices I'm looking at his chick so he's like "Tabeena?" (You want it?) and before I have a chance to answer, or turn away, or react in any way, the guy tosses the chick right into my open window. I'm like "Okay... ... ... ... THANKS!" My friend and I fight over who gets to keep the chick. My friend's 9 year old sister sitting in the back thinks I should keep the chick. Why? Apparently chicks scare her. So everyone agrees, I get to keep the chick.
15 minutes later, we're at a stop sign, I motion for the car next to us (different bunch of guys) to roll down their windows. The guy driving, rolls down his window, so I show him the chick, and tell him to stick his hand out. He does just that, and I safely plop the chick down in his cupped hand. He's like "Shasawy feeh?" (what am I supposed to with it?) "Deerbalik 3alay, bye!" (take care of him)
I swear you guys the chick would not shut up. It annoyed the hell out of me. It was only cute for about all 5 minutes.
So anyways moving on...
My cough is getting insane and it's been keeping me up at night. So I decided another trip to the hospital was in order. I'm like "Diktoor, maly shu'3ol shino ta36eeny, bas abee a6eeb, inshalla lo ibar 7i9in, bas abee a6eeb" rough translation "Doc, I don't care what you give me, I just wanna get better, even if you have to prescribe drugs that are taken by horses, I just wanna get better." Please keep in mind that I wasn't being serious. I told him that. I then went on to tell him that I'm afraid of needles. Very very afraid. What does he do? He prescribes 5 shots, 1 per day and yet another cough syrup with the suggestion that I stay indoors 'till New Years'. At first I thought he was kidding... but he kept on mentioning the shots so it dawns on me that he might be serious so I was like "Laaa Doctor, 9ij walla? Laaaa. Latgool." He's like "Okay, Okay, 3ashan it's Boxing Day a3milik discount. A'7aleehom arba3a." So apparently Boxing Day merits a discount so I only get four shots. I'm supposed to be grateful.
So I go to pay for the shots but it turns out to be 50+ KD while I've got only got one KD 20 note, one KD 10 note, and a stick of gum to my name. So I call home and have the driver send over some money. Get a cheese croissant at Costa's and proceed to choke on it. The chick that works there deems me harmless and kindly suggest that I drink hot tea with lemon for my cough. I smile politely and pretend to not understand so she'll leave me alone. Really not in the mood to humor anyone. So the money gets there, I go to the pharmecy and try to buy the shots and yet another different cough syrup. The guy behind the counter is like "Sorry, you need to have this signed". Turns out the doc that I just went to, is new so he forgot, but it's procedure so I go back and get him to sign it.
I finally buy everything I'm supposed to, and happily strut into the errr... room where I'm supposed to get my first shot. Lots of nurses running about. I hand one of 'em, the signed doctor's paper (which will prove to be quite important in the future). She exclaims that she has to give me a test shot to see if I'm allergic or not. I swear to her that I'm not allergic. She doesn't buy it. So she takes me to a corner in the room and sits me on the bed. I'm not comforted by the fact that the only thing seperating people is a flimsy curtain. The shot on my arm could not have been more painful. When she's done, she draws a circle around the injection and jots some stuff down right next to the circle, and says she'll be back in 20 minutes.
10 minutes later. The little girl behind the curtain lets loose a piercing scream I'm assuming she just got her shot. She screams some more which in turn helps me, freak out. I'm just about ready to make a run for it, thinking "screw this" when the nurse returns. She starts speaking in a creepy voice which is obviously meant to soothe me, but only serves to creep me out. I lift up a little bit of my shirt assuming she's going to give me the shot in my side but no such luck. It has to be on my butt. Again, the flimsy curtains cross my mind. I grit my teeth in anticipation 'till I feel her massaging that area. Da' hell? It turns out she was trying to distract me. It worked... I was so uncomfortable I completely forgot about the injection.
Next day, my little brother drives me over to the hospital that's right next to our home. I wander around aimlessly till I find a room filled with a bunch of nurses hanging around chatting. I hand one of them "the paper" and look at her expectantly. She gives me a no-nonsense look and says "Must sign." "But it is signed." "Doctor must sign." "A doctor did sign." "Doctor here." "Oh..." I go wait with the already long line of people just to get the doctor to sign. She signs. I go back to the nurse, hand her the paper, hand her my injection thingy, and explain to her that I'm afraid of injections. She asks me to go to the other room so I won't see her prepare my needle. Later on, she follows me and starts tugging on my pants. I'm assuming she wants me to pull them down a little bit. I do just that. She sees the marks of the previous day, and decides to give me an injection on the other side. I turn my ahead away. I can't look. Too painful. I'm like "Owww owww owww!" She's like "I still didn't do anything." "Oh." She starts talking to me, I forget now about what exactly, but we talked alot about random stuff. She did that to distract me. It worked! "Paining?", she asks. "No paining", I proudly declare.
Today I got my third shot from a completely different nurse. She distracted me with talking as well. Somehow, I'm not comfortable with everyone and their uncle getting a glance at my behind. Three different people in three days! Starting from tomorrow, the hospital next to our home is gonna be closed for four days. Imma have to go all the way to another hospital. You know what that means? Yet another nurse *sniffle* I'm sick of being sick! Ah well, take care people, yeah?
<3 May your wishes be fulfilled, and may all your hopes and dreams be accomplished in 2006! Happy New Year! <3
