Anyways, me and Miss Shiky had to get our bodies poked, radiated and squeezed at RAFFLES MEDICAL CENTER. It was a funny first-time affair actually. First, we were asked to collect our urine in a tiny tube case for the urine sample. Sounds easy. But not if you're a girl. Then, we had to strip for the X-ray. The nurse asked if there's a possibility if i may be pregnant and i gave her a definite no. She gave me a questioning look like, "Girl, are you sure?". Like what's that suppose to mean. The X-ray procedure was surprisingly non-scary. I thought i had to lie on this huge operating table and untie my robe for whatever rays to penetrate me. But luckily, all i had to do was to stand against a board machine (robe intact, THANK GOD), and inhale deep. All was over in 38 seconds. Phew.
The next few checks were the normal stuff, like vision checks, height and weight measurements, and etcetera. Mine went fine, but i cant say the same for Miss Shiky. Apparently, she has this mechanism in her that triggers off laughing fits when anyone touches her "stufff". Amazing, isnt it? Doctor McDreamy, please do tests on her. All in all, the medical check-up wasnt as frightening as i thought it would be. And i learnt one thing, X-rays do show the outline of a woman's boobs.
And i really miss my boyfriend, Rasyad. Its been more than a week since we last met up, but it felt like more trhan a year. And tmr's pur 2nd month aniversary:) So i really cant wait to meet my darling boyfriend.
"HIDAYAH PANTAT SWELLING"
Can, Miss Hidayah?
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