10 Things I'll Regret If I'll Die Now
Two weeks ago, I was bedridden. It’s hard to breathe, it’s hard to move. I was palpitating and shaking. I felt like dying. And it occurred to me, “Damn! I am not yet ready to die!” I hate waking up every after four hours, but I tried hard not to turn off my alarm clock to nebulise. The tremor after nebulisation is very traumatic, but I do not want to die (it is because my doctor told me that I need to accept the fact that nebuliser was my life at that time). I hate taking antibiotics (like four types of colourful antibiotics) every after meal, but I do not have a choice. Only those antibiotics calm my system and enable me to feel a little better. For the first time in my life, I became very diligent with my medications. I really thought I am prepared to pass away anytime soon, but during those times, I was truly scared. Why? Because I want to live. I cannot die without doing and trying some things everyone ought to experi...