So my trip to Kuwait was great till Friday when I got sick, as usual my sister would say “it’s all in your head” I tried so hard to believe it and tried to convince myself that it’s in my head but all I wanted to do was sleep, so Sarah and I get up and go out to Sultan Center and of course we get ice cream an junk. Oh on our way in Sarah pushed a kid on his bike because he almost rode his bike into her, I forgot my wallet in the car so I left Sarah at the cashier to get it, at the exit a bunch of grown men were gathered around saying “is that her?” the kids reply “no but she was with her”
I pretend I didn’t hear anything got my wallet and walked very fast I’m a tinny women if these men decided to attack me I’ll be dead in no less than 5 minutes, anyways I get to Sarah and I tell her what’s happening, she calls the security guy (3ashtaw) and asked him to walk us to the car. Think woow we are safe now a security guy will protect us he stood at the exit door and said to my sister “there’s your car it’s not far”
So my powerful sister takes matters in her own hands and calls the kid and all these guys gather around she asks the boy “why did I push you” he was about to cry then one of the men said “no one does something without a reason, so what did you do?”
The boy chocked up said “my bike has no breaks”
This little boy actually wanted to hit my sister with his shoes (o entaw karma)
Anyways back to the main beginning point, we ate ice cream in the car I only had 2 that’s not normal for me considering my love for ice cream, by the time we got home I felt beat sat on the couch for hours then it was bed time when I wake up I felt so sick and it kept getting worst by the hour, Saturday night my sister and her husband took me to the hospital and OMG I haven’t been to hospitals in Kuwait since the gulf war and believe me nothing changed.
The doctor gave me medicine and sent me home, Sunday afternoon was my flight all I wanted was to sleep. Here’s a funny thing that happened, I slept as soon as I sat in my seat on the plain I woke up thinking it was hours but it was actually not even 15 minutes I thought I missed the landing in Dubai and now I’m going back to Kuwait or somewhere else, I panicked than I noticed the food cart coming I got me some tea and galaxy cameral chocolate to wake me up but nooo I finished and went back to sleep. I was so sick fever of 39.8 till Wednesday till mom got fed up with what’s happening and how the doctors couldn’t do anything she got cold towels covered me in them and got cold lotion and put it all over till poooow no fever .
It was the worst week ever, I did have fun in Kuwait to the most part that I can remember.
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