The Bloody Test



They thought it was nothing until somebody uploaded a picture of this,
in our Whatsapp group, "flowers".

In all of a sudden, the situation became more terrifying when an Indian health practitioner came into the office with a big box of Evacuated Blood Container and all stuffs needed for the screening test. 

And we were there, observing him putting out all the equipments like "fuhhh this is it. This gonna be it." haha

One by one was called by name according to the list. 

"Fatimahhh"

"helehh.. ape lah sangat.."   walking calmly.

"Syazwaniii"

"Huhuuu.." she went towards the table nervously and when its nearer, her hands started shaking. Her bff came beside her, motivating her. Once her hand was put onto the table, she looked away. She bit her lower lips. "Hmm... ><" Then seconds after, 

"eh dah ke? Allah.. penat je gelabah." 

 eheh. I grinned, cause my name will be called soon after Husna.

"Adib uhh Aimi." Her eyes looked around, looking for the owner of the name and I was standing right in front of her. 
*sengih*

Its Husna's turn now. She looked so relax and I was standing behind her watching her blood withdrawn from the vein into the container. It was super fast; the evacuation of the blood. Luckily I'm not haemophobic. 

Even if you're a Bachelor student now, the feeling is similar to those kids. :')

And she's done! ITS MY TURN now. >.< 

Sitting there with my arm stretched over. The heart seems like it has skipped a beat. Tachycardia. Arrythmia. heh, haha. 

Y'know, the needle looked like sama besaq dengan tangan. Either my arm is so skinny or the needle is big. Haaa too hyperbolic hohoho. 

Finally, the Hepatitis B screening test is over. I didn't cry or terjerit pun. tak sakit, kot. Tapi kuat jugak ketap bibir tadi. :/
We're gonna receive the results later. Then we'll have the vaccination in year 3.

There's more stories to tell, but I have MORE quizzes to study for. T-heee *wide grin*

Truly,
Girl in Mustard Scarf.

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