If you can survive the hospital, you can survive everything else

Spoiler alert: This is not a hospital bashing article.

Hospitals.

The real place that taught me so much on acceptance. It taught me that I am no special snowflake. It taught me that everyone else’s lives are also important. It also taught me that if everyone is giving it a fight, why would someone else expect their fight to be more brutal than the others’?

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My curious hospital adventure

Ah, hospitals. The curious place that us lupus patients just have to visit once a while, hopefully not to linger too long.

I used to jokingly tell my friends that I do not normally take medical leave, if I had to, it normally means I was so sick I need to be hospitalised. Who could have thought that I was right after all?

My body got its big break last year, and because of lupus and a 6cm ovarian cyst, I needed to be in the hospital almost a month, and checkups throughout the year. The last time I was in the hospital this long was when I was 8 years old and I had appendix.  Continue reading “My curious hospital adventure”