Nosocomephobia

Nosocomephobia



Hummin': No Way Out by Phil Collins

I searched Google to look for the exact word that would embody all that I'm feeling right now. Here's what I've found: Nosocomephobia, refers to an abnormal and persistent fear of hospitals.

I have just been to a doctor, an old childhood friend of my mom who is an ob-gyne in UST that my mom met again in a highschool reunion after being out of touch in nearly thirty years. And even though she is so nice and polite, I really don't want to see her ever again.

Aside from the embarassment of having to expose myself under careful scrutiny, I suffered like a nervous wreck who went from fake, pasted smiles to shriveled frowns and mumbled complaints of "ow" and "ouch" in an instant.

Two minutes can last far longer than you think.

After looking inside me (think whatever you want to think), she tells me I'm fine. Then before leaving, I showed her the blood tests that came much earlier than expected, hoping and half-expecting to get a thumbs-up and a "you can go." But the smile was wiped off her face in an instant.

Apparently, my level of liver-something was much, much higher than normal. She says nothing else in the blood test results shows any sign of a complication, but usually, people with Hepatitis are the only ones who reach this level. To ease my probably shocked expression, she says there are some people who just naturally have higher levels.

BUT.

To be sure, she says I better get a blood test AGAIN and see her after I do. My mom retorted, "Again!?" and then looked at me with a smile, as if she had just successfully stolen a lollipop from my hand. (She knows just how much I dread needles.) Then, the doctor wrote an address and referred me to two specialists that I have to visit tomorrow.

Huhuhu...

Damn.

I'm currently in the process of developing severe Nosocomephobia.