I was confined at the hospital about a week ago. It was not a pleasing experience, really. Every early morning, nurses would get your blood, doctors would visit at unexpected hours and feeling awful about the hospital food not because it did not taste good but you did not get to touch it.

Well, the only part I liked in this whole exhausting experience was my friends. They took the effort and time to visit me and that made me all better and loved. I rarely get to see this but I'm happy I got to. I never really expected them to visit, really. I mean c'mon, it's just dengue just like any other high fever. Anyway, it really made me grateful about life. I love my friends. I did not know they have the capacity to do such. Hehe.