Hello My Lovely Readers

Remember my story, i have always wanted to be a medical doctor, because i loved saving life and beside i wanted a more experience on the medical field so i could take care of my parents very well on the medical aspect basis, just like dad, he study medical lab sciences and he is now a lab technician in one of the biggest hospital in my locality, a major contributor to the hospital, he travels to health conferences and he will always come back and tell us to study and i will burn the night reading, i wrote the entry exams multiple times, offered admission into other medical course but i rejected because i aspired for MED SURG nothing less. Anyways i promise that if opportuned i will venture into any field medical field, i have an uncle who is a medical doctor in Maldives, also my junior cousin is in his 200 Level in Med. Surg.

This intro brings to my reflection all the things that bubbled in my head before i attempted to do the nurses work, i mean stop a drip by myself by disconnecting the IV line from the cannula, what if i was an accident patient who couldn't stand up (do accident patient get dripped?), the funniest thing was that i was in a private room, nobody was around this time, my mum went to the market to get some stuffs, my dad was in the hospital laboratory working, i think may be this time he might have been running an Hiv antigen test on some blood or chemistry because he like taking about them often.

The hospital is not a place one enjoys staying and i can tell of the many things i saw that gives me nightmares when i was young, i was in the private room lonely, the TV was out of subscription, nobody came in to visit me in the past 3hrs, aside this i wanted to be free, the nurse that came in that early morning hours promised to checkup on me since my drip was almost finishing, but didn't show up.

I tried to figure out how she rolled the stopper the last time, and which cap of the cannula she opened to close on the other cap and do you know what happped?, this thing dragged my blood up to the drip bag, i thought of what do in seconds then i jumped off the bed, rush out of the room, i headed straight to the nurses station but they were all gone to distribute drugs to the patient in the other wards, i rushed to dad's office, he was with a nurse discussing and she help stopped the flow.

Till today i am trying to understand what happened, i feel my medical friends here can help me out with the explanation, almost half of the bag was filled before it was stopped, one funny thing is that my blood wasn't dripped back into me. Chai......, My dad knew i tampered with the cannula, he asked me and i told the truth, he said i should never try that again. I have photos of the hospital since this has been my blogging spot, i stay here most time whenever i return home but not the exact picture of me being sick or on the bay, I have not been sick for months now, i think my immunity is getting stronger.

@bossj23, @mayzapata2010, @alli001 can share their experiences here as well