Was I mad? Or was I upset? Disappointed, maybe?

Yesterday, I was on leave to take my kids to the hospital for the GTT (Glucose Tolerance Test). It is a test whereby blood samples is been taken every half an hour from 8a.m. to 2p.m. The precondition to be able to take GTT is my kids have to fast from 12 midnight to 8a.m.

I was worried because they would normally get up at around 5a.m. for milk. The night has been quiet. I was a bit happy. Unfortunately, it does not last long. At probably quarter to 6a.m. Dedek starts to cry. In a very sleepy mode, I took her in my arms and I cradled her to sleep. Phew! I was lucky because it was not that hard to put her back to sleep. I would say that I’m blessed. God has definitely helped me out because normally, she will not stop wailing until she gets her bottle of milk.

We reached HKL just on time to do the GTT. Thus, it is a good thing that we didn’t have to wait for long. If not, hubby and I will start complaining.

Then, while waiting for our final blood samples to be taken, the specialist along with other doctors came to our bed No. 8.

The specialist gave us a shocking face. He then turned to his junior doctor. The specialist was asking the junior doctor, what was the purposed of our kids doing the GTT. According to him, the previous test already shows that the results were abnormal so there was no point of doing the GTT again.

I gave him the ‘what-the’ looked and said, “Please don’t tell me that the whole thing is not worth it because I have already taken one day leave and my kids both gets to be poked by needles just so that you could get their bloods for whatever test that you wanted to do”.

The specialist still sticking to his no-point-doing-GTT. I was like, huh! You could have just said something like “Never mind, it is still very useful because there are other readings whatsoever that is still needed.” I wouldn’t even know whether you are using the test results or not and most of all, I wouldn’t feel disappointed and pissed.

And now, you have just made me a very ANGRY person. Thank you very much.