Pain & Pleasure
I will not forget the most painful moment I have ever encountered in my life. It's dental related so it sucks. Well, about 6 weeks ago, I went for my dental checkup, and the lady attended to me was doing her internship with my family dentist. And so, since my dad was doing a major root canal surgery, she decided to check for potential decaying and things. And she did find a smoldering case, and decided to fill it up before iy decays even further. That woman thinks she's so damn smart, she said that she needed to clean it from the depths of my tooth so I would not be infected anymore. Guess what? As clumsy as she would be, she drilled in too deep, it affected my nerves.
And now, I am suffering a MASSIVE, KILLING pain, I was crying every day and night, because my tolerance for pain is very very bad. And at the fine age of 22, I am fated to undergo a serious root canal surgery, thanks to the stupid-est houseman EVER. I would sue her, but I do not have the financial means to do so. And the damage for the tooth she cost was a hundred ringgit. Fucking expensive la. So the pain was so confusing, I always thought my wisdom tooth was all wrong. My doctor thinks it was the tooth she did the hugeass filling, until the first day of my root canal appointment, the pain I encountered just 15 hours before the surgery - beyond your most imposssible imagination. As your teeth nerves bore to the brain, I could get a stroke and within a split second I could be paralysed for good. No joke ok? Stupid woman, cant she bloody think that too deep a hole could affect me. So I was crying and wailing in Telawi Street because the pain was making me lose it. I was so close to jumping down a ravine. THAT PAINFUL. I couldnt even sip Ribena through the straw ok, I was fasting for 3 days. Thta bad ok. I was praying that all these would end, I was seriously going to kill myself because it was affecting me mentally, in a great degree. So yup, now I'm done with my first root canal appointment, and no more pain. But the wound needs time to heal before I embark on the second phase of the surgery. I mean, can't it just edn quickly? *sighs* well, at least the pain is gone, temporarily.
As for the pleasure part, I went to Toni & Guy to get a new haircut and look. Some English chap attended to me and guess what, this is the friendliest hairdresser I have ever met. What a bloody small world, he actually knows Russ from EL. I was uncontrollably laughing at his jokes - very good sense of humour. He was telling me ow immigration rules can be such a bitch. It's not easy to move from one country to another, especially in countries which are a hit among people, like the US, Australia, the UK, and what not. Can you believe it that the Malaysian airport personnel were going on and on about British colonialism, taking it out on the poor chap, just because he has a Chinese wife? The guy is happily married, let him be, some people are just plain nosy and stupid! So we talked and talked and talked, even with the conversational distraction, he still managed to give me the look I want, it was worth every penny. And damn, San fran coffee and cakes, in the house. Awesome! But I guess it's all part of the bill, but hey, the company was awesome, isnt it? Even the Chinese lads assisting him were such down to earth, chatty people. I like good company and chatty people while giving you their service. When I went for my waxing appointment, the woman waxing my bits off was so warm and all, I didnt even feel a single tear or pain. That good. But I get distracted and carried away by chatty people, and sometimes, that's a weakness.
I am starting to pack up, I dont even know where to start. *sighs* My plane tickets are exorbitant, simply expensive. Padan muka me la, having to travelduring summer. Ish. My last day at the big R was.......boring..I shall say. I think I'm not that needed, well I feel not needed, from the way the people there were treating me. No one even wished me luck and things. It hurts, but I think they are just consumed with the over-occupied minds. Leave them being, aye?
Time to crack my head again, on how to pack. I'll be blogging later right before I depart.
Adieu.
And now, I am suffering a MASSIVE, KILLING pain, I was crying every day and night, because my tolerance for pain is very very bad. And at the fine age of 22, I am fated to undergo a serious root canal surgery, thanks to the stupid-est houseman EVER. I would sue her, but I do not have the financial means to do so. And the damage for the tooth she cost was a hundred ringgit. Fucking expensive la. So the pain was so confusing, I always thought my wisdom tooth was all wrong. My doctor thinks it was the tooth she did the hugeass filling, until the first day of my root canal appointment, the pain I encountered just 15 hours before the surgery - beyond your most imposssible imagination. As your teeth nerves bore to the brain, I could get a stroke and within a split second I could be paralysed for good. No joke ok? Stupid woman, cant she bloody think that too deep a hole could affect me. So I was crying and wailing in Telawi Street because the pain was making me lose it. I was so close to jumping down a ravine. THAT PAINFUL. I couldnt even sip Ribena through the straw ok, I was fasting for 3 days. Thta bad ok. I was praying that all these would end, I was seriously going to kill myself because it was affecting me mentally, in a great degree. So yup, now I'm done with my first root canal appointment, and no more pain. But the wound needs time to heal before I embark on the second phase of the surgery. I mean, can't it just edn quickly? *sighs* well, at least the pain is gone, temporarily.
As for the pleasure part, I went to Toni & Guy to get a new haircut and look. Some English chap attended to me and guess what, this is the friendliest hairdresser I have ever met. What a bloody small world, he actually knows Russ from EL. I was uncontrollably laughing at his jokes - very good sense of humour. He was telling me ow immigration rules can be such a bitch. It's not easy to move from one country to another, especially in countries which are a hit among people, like the US, Australia, the UK, and what not. Can you believe it that the Malaysian airport personnel were going on and on about British colonialism, taking it out on the poor chap, just because he has a Chinese wife? The guy is happily married, let him be, some people are just plain nosy and stupid! So we talked and talked and talked, even with the conversational distraction, he still managed to give me the look I want, it was worth every penny. And damn, San fran coffee and cakes, in the house. Awesome! But I guess it's all part of the bill, but hey, the company was awesome, isnt it? Even the Chinese lads assisting him were such down to earth, chatty people. I like good company and chatty people while giving you their service. When I went for my waxing appointment, the woman waxing my bits off was so warm and all, I didnt even feel a single tear or pain. That good. But I get distracted and carried away by chatty people, and sometimes, that's a weakness.
I am starting to pack up, I dont even know where to start. *sighs* My plane tickets are exorbitant, simply expensive. Padan muka me la, having to travelduring summer. Ish. My last day at the big R was.......boring..I shall say. I think I'm not that needed, well I feel not needed, from the way the people there were treating me. No one even wished me luck and things. It hurts, but I think they are just consumed with the over-occupied minds. Leave them being, aye?
Time to crack my head again, on how to pack. I'll be blogging later right before I depart.
Adieu.
posted by Penguinferret at 11:05 am
1 Comments:
hi dar,
*hugz*
happy packing! don't miss out on anything. :)
when will you be leaving exactly? even though we're so far apart, i actually feel sad that you're leaving malaysia. i'm really gonna miss you.
*sniff*
do keep in touch ok? and i hope to bump into you soon. ;)
love ya loads, dar!
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