The hospitalization

After days of bearing this pain, the peak was on the 4th day where I woke up in the morning to go the bathroom and take shower but I wasnt be able to move both of my legs! I tried to move a bit at least to go the toilet but it doesnt seem to succeed. The pain. I could not describe. IT. WAS. SO. PAINFUL. I wanted to ask for help, but no one was there. My housemate wasnt home. All of them went out to work already. At that time when I was struggling alone in my head I only thought of contacting my manager to inform them that I wont make it to work that day. Just to settle that part first. And after they are informed, I started to find solution how to move to the toilet. In pain, I make a move. I dont have any other choice than to quickly take a shower than go to the clinic ask for referal to see for a specialist. I make things quick. Order a GRAB to come pick me up from my residential. Along the way I was in pain, ask him to drive quickly. So that I can reach soon at the clinic.Arrived at the clinic, settle my registration and here comes the part where I couldnt bear the pain and I cried while telling the dr the symptoms and soreness that I felt. She consult me and refer me to the specialist. Finished and got another jab on my right arm. YES! IT LEAVES ME BRUISES. If people dont know they would’ve thought of domestic violence. Because it leaves the bruises as bad as that. I order another GRAB, went to the nearest hospital within my residential.