life and times in the hospital

after finally recovering from my tonsils last december i thought i no longer have to stay in the "6 star hotel"(hospital) anymore.too bad i was wrong.3 months after swallowing my tonsil(yeah i know...digusting isn't it) i got shingles and back to the hospital for me.now what is shingles....its a type of rooftile...not this kind.well i don't know how to explain it so u guys just go and check it on google.for this time i have to stay there for almost a week.and let me tell you,it's the most boring week for me.afraid that i might spread this shingles to other cancer patients,the doctors have to quarantin me.the room i stayed in has no TV.other than suffering from boredom i have to suffer from pain too.and not because of the shingle but because the doctors can't find a good vein to set a line.so after poking me 5 times with a needle they finally got it.haihz.luckily i'm back home right now but still not back to school.my mom always say i have a lot of problems.from one thing to another.i just hope this will be the last.i don't ever want to stay in the hospital again.trust me i've been in and out of the hospital since i was 9.i just hate the hospital.seeing sick people suffer makes my heart ache.yeah even the food makes me lose my appetite.