By the way, I am Patricia May Cruz. An introvert and for that, loves to be in small groups of people. I am stressed out in public and exhausted in crowd. Despite that, she survived debate and half-loved it. She got her highest grade in English in her course, oral communication and is willing to immerse herself more in learning socially.Smiley

Thursday, 19 May 2011

My Rumailah-Al Amal Hospital Day

I walked like two times of PNoval to Lacson under the heat of the sun and amidst the slaps of the sandstorm to reach Al Amal Hospital.

Tito James dropped me by here. This was my first destination at the place. It’s called Female Waiting Area of Outpatients in Rumailah Hospital.

Here is another stock of sand that was carried by the wind.

Here is evidence, piled sand due to sand storm.

This is the third “outpatient female waiting area” that I have been into, subsequent to Al Amal’s outpatient female waiting area. This is located at Rumailah Hospital. Tita Rhain saw me here after telling her that I have passed by yellow balloons and I am near a food chain.

Hello Main Entrance :>

In this picture is the last waiting area that I had stayed at. This is located at the 8th assembly point just at the back of my first destination. I therefore conclude that I had walked 360 degrees of the place. What an exercise! But no, I was weighed and nothing changed. It’s still something to be ashamed of although the nurse said “Oh! That’s the ideal weight.” She wasn’t able to consider the height. Er!

From the time I saw her until the time that I didn’t anymore, I was overly curious if she is a Filipina. The way she walks, the way she clothed herself tells me that she is, but the way she speaks contradicts that. As a non-pro hearer, she is very good in Arabic maybe because of the length of stay here in the Middle East or the effort for the abnormal boy that she takes care of.

Dizziness and the lack of sense of direction made me lose my way to the main entrance. I don’t know what his nationality is but he led me to the main entrance without anything in return. He has nothing to do there, he just, accompanied me. He even ignored other staff that calls out at him. Thank God for such an angel.

While waiting for Tito James.

I have reached the main door! Thank God!

She left her things for a phone call. I hope this could also be done in the Philippines.

She was the one who left her things for a phone call. This is a blur because the IPod caught her attention. Shing!

I was really hungry but I am a needy. I don’t have money allocated for personal expense.


I'm going to bed. Good morning doha. Good night for me.

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