There are three lessons I learned from this entire ordeal: I hate hospitals in general, I <3 nurses, and I hate getting cut up. Oh, and throw in the fact that I should go for check-ups more often.
How the whole thing started
It started two weeks before I got admitted to the hospital (but I didn’t know back then, of course). There was unbearable pain in my abdominal area and stomach so I was brought to the hospital’s ER. After some inconclusive tests, the pain was passed off as “acute gastritis”. The doctor said I shouldn’t eat oily or acidic food and just fart out the pain. Seriously, he said that. So after taking gastritis medication and maybe farting out the pain (I’m really not sure if I did that), it disappeared. I was even able to go with my peeps and frolic in Lobo because the pain was “gone”.
Two days later, the pain was back and I found myself back in the ER.
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The Triumvirate of Evil (Rica, The Overlord, and I) have been working on, in and with the Internet long enough to know that:
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Yep, it’s another Fried-day gentle readers, and you’re probably ready to spout fire by now. Here’s another hit at the Young Underpaid Professional’s Corpo Dictionary, from Moanday to the Manicorn.
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We live in a country where surreal is everyday life, where the improbable happens once the right people will it, and where even the laws of physics are bent out of shape, and most of us have all come to accept it (well, not everybody, just most). To an outsider, our open acceptance and tolerance of corrupt politicians with 12 wives, 20 girlfriends, and 14 mistresses can be entirely baffling and it’s a little funny that we all find it old news somehow.
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Do you know when Fried-day is? As functional and highly sarcastic Young Underpaid Professionals, we’ve come up with a Corpo Dictionary for all of you folks in the same soup as us. This is a completely open dictionary so feel free to send in your words and definitions. A word of warning though, personal attacks and offensive entries won’t be posted for obvious reasons. Plus, come on people, it’s easy to be hateful and critical, it’s harder (and funnier) to be creative.
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In light of the coming Hallmark-inspired non-holiday, I’ve busted out several sappy DVDs for a special singleton Valentine movie marathon. For the purposes of this marathon, I’ve decided to divide my viewing equally between the Rom-Com movies (romantic comedies) and the Classics. Arguably, the Rom-Com movies I have lined up can also be considered classics in their own right, but let’s not get into semantics.
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I remember that super flash fiction activity we had back in the hell hole, the 50-word story (Note: If the title of the activity wasn’t self-explanatory for you, you can see mine and Rica’s submissions for the said activity here and here.], and I realized that most of the people I know do it on a daily basis – in status messages. Most status messages in Facebook or YM (or Twitter, let’s not get into that) give me ulcer, but some of my more enlightened (and grammatically adept) friends have the most amusing things to say in 140 words or less.
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I was having a particularly merciless bout of insomnia and so I tried to keep my nighttime activities as inane as possible to bore myself to sleep. I read a boring book I have been trying to finish since 2008. No dice (no luck finishing the book either, I found my mind wandering to cheerier places at every paragraph). I stared at the ceiling until the agiw annoyed me; it was 5:37 AM, the birds were chirping outside, and it won’t be long before the neighbor nearest my window started belting out his shower concert (While I am all for cultivating a healthy imagination, I must point out that imagining yourself to have a good singing voice has cost a number of people their lives in unfortunate karaoke bar incidents, but I digress). And so I did the unthinkable and decided to clean up my cell phone inbox.
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We went to Alay ng Puso and I didn’t pick up a single toddler and treated him like he was my pamangkin or cousin. Or as someone who’d infallibly affect my life in some way.
- Alay ng Puso Kids’ Conference
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Tomorrow marks the end of Banned Books Week, a yearly celebration that started back in 1982 to counter calls for censorship. There have been several challenges to written works for any number of reasons like anti-ethnicism, sexual content, different political and religious viewpoints, violence, offensive language, and inappropriateness for the age group the book was released for, among others.
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