Remember the cut on my hand that cost me P4000+? Well, the physician who stitched my hand instructed me to return to the ER after a week. That means I should have returned there last Friday to have the stitch removed.
But I didn’t return there last Friday out of fear. Nope, not because I was afraid of the pain. Yep, I was afraid of how much it would cost me again. Nagka-phobia na talaga ako sa hospitals! 😫
The stitch was already getting loose so I planned to just pull it by myself.
To be honest, I felt guilty about my attitude. I used to chide people who self-medicate or those who say they don’t want to go the doctor because they’re afraid of the doctor’s diagnosis or because doctors charge expensively. I would preach that health is wealth and that doctors toiled for years to be able to add the DR. prefix to their names, blah blah blah.
But then I remembered I will be seeing my cousin who’s a nurse from the U.K. that coming Sunday (that’s yesterday as of today). I told myself I’ll wait until Sunday and see if she could remove the stitch instead, hehe. 😂
Anyway, I had a reunion with her and my other cousins yesterday.
After an hour or so of fun chika-chika (where I told them that I’m biting the bullet and planning to go to The Aivee Clinic), I figured it was already appropriate to tell her my motive. I acted like it was an “Oh by the way” moment, not a plot that has been brewing since Friday. 😅
To my dismay, my cousin told me to still return to the ER to have the stitch removed and have a doctor check the bukol on my hand! 😒 When I insisted and told her it was so freakin’ expensive, she told me: “Pupunta ka nga kay Aivee!” #MeAndMyBigMouth 😩 #WhatAreYourPrioritiesDewmaine
Today, my cousin messaged me on IG:
Upon reading this message, I figured I really need to return to the ER, bahala na nga!
So after bringing Raviv to his football skills training, I went to the ER. They checked my records and checked my wound, then a nurse removed my stitches.
After having my stitches removed (no pain!!! ☺️), the nurse told me, “OK na Ma’am.” I stood agape, waiting for her to give me a piece of paper to bring to the cashier. But she didn’t. I asked her, “Can I leave now?” She smiled and said…”Yes.”
I wanted to do cartwheels right there and then–libre na, wala nang bayad!!! At hindi ako nasaktan!!! 🎉🎊 I almost skipped and hopped my way out of the ER like a giddy little girl!
Needless to say, my faith in hospitals is back. 💕
PS: Notice the exchange of message between me and my cousin, when I told her I’ll postpone going to The Aivee Institute? That’s because yesterday, I noticed the almost flawless skin of another cousin who’s almost ten years older than I but whose skin looks almost ten years younger than mine! So we interrogated her, and forced her to spill her beauty regimen. Apparently, she’s just been buying her products from a dermatologist. No Botox, no facials and not even a derma consultation–her sister just told her to buy a set of products from the derma, and she got hooked. She’s been using the set for a decade and grabe her skin is so flawless and luminous! So my plan is to use the same set. If it doesn’t work, then that’s when I’ll go to The Aivee Institute na lang. 😉
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