My vision reduced. I thought it was just for awhile and i'll be fine after shutting my eyes. To my dismay, when i woke up on a "bed", i thought it was just a terrible nightmare. However, i could feel the pain on my upper-lip. And the incessant pain that's throbbing on my head. I woke up, really woke up, and found myself lying on a bed, in the ambulance car. I was wheeled into another bed, awaiting for doctors' examination. This time, it was too real and it was the worst case scenario. I didn't take my medicine regularly again, and didn't have sufficient rest and that triggered my fits, and i think when i fell, i hit and thus a cut on my lip. I think i really bled alot because the front part of my tee-shirt was filled with blood.

Whilst lying on the bed in hospital, i was still glad, because the last thing i did before i fell was editing my poster. I completed that and then i fell. Plus, i wanted to attend my nephew's full month birthday on that very day my attack came on. I had to give it a miss definitely. Of course, the lip area had to be stiched. Definitely, the lip area was given the jab, but i could feel the stiching process that's going through my lip. I couldn't laugh as loud or as big as usual and my speaking is abit weird, i hope it's just temporary though. It's really a lesson for me to learn; to learn to take my medicine regularly. I would still be going back to hospital to unstich on my bday though.

No doubt this misfortune has befallen onto me, at some point in time, I still feel that it's a blessing in disguise. I had my poster completed before I had the attack, I have more plushies now after I was admitted into hospital, more tonics and my little brother serving me drinks. That's why people say, love your parents. I certainly caused their grey hairs to turn into white hairs. Mum accompanied me in hospital for 2 days, Dad was worried too. Everyone was good. Especially the moment when almost everyone came and visited me the day i was about to be discharged, they gave me plushies and tonics. It was at that moment I thought that the misfortune was somewhat a blessing.

Despite this misfortune, i still headed to school for poster presentation definitely. I'm glad that it's over, CE and PP(not totally over though), albeit it's over, the poster presentation still weighing on my mind and these days I've have drinking water, taking medicine and sleeping like a pig. I promise to be good. I thank you all who have expressed your concern. I'm much better albeit the headache and the lip area and ulcers are almost killing me. Sigh, i wished I could turn back the hands of clock and wish that this misfortune would not have happened and not caused much worry. (Yeah, people often want to turn back time and wish that this(shit) and that(shit) would not have happened!)

People often say after a misfortune, something good will happen. And i'm turning 18 soon. You know what i'm driving at..