How Humane I am

Hi friends. I have been seriously ill for past few days. It took some time before I could realize the age old saying that "Health is more important than Wealth". It called for a visit to nearby hospital and when even that didn't work I had to go to the famous Apollo Hospital. There what I experienced may be the reason why this saying "Ignorance is bliss" should have a second meaning .
All I can see was pain. I could hear was children crying, relatives wailing and advices from a battery of Doctors who looked like demi-gods to the patients. For a moment it let me forget my pain , but when I returned back to my senses , also returned the pain along with a fear that was getting into my nerves. The Doc came and as soon as he referred me for a blood test the words namely HIV and Elisa came alive in my brain. I was not sure how many years I had in my hands and still it was undecided . All I wanted was to run away from it but a close friend took me to the Pathology. A sight of this unit in the hospital again made me visualize millions of pathogens nibbling on something that was definitely human brain. I had been always known among my friend circle as a person who visualizes total crap things , and it seemed none of them was wrong. I tried to overpower my thoughts and somewhere in this conflict came a beautiful nurse. She was supposed to take my blood samples and In normal situations it would have been painless , due to LAFS (Love At First Sight). But strangely enough it did not happen. To me she seemed like a person with a lot of malice and one who badly wanted a share of my blood. She proceeded in her act of ripping my vein and blood oozed out of my body. I had to bite my tounge to keep myself from screaming and it added to one more mouth ulcer (mouth ulcers were the reason why i was there..) My blood was gracefully bottled by the vamp of this story and then she walked away with her prized possession, leaving me all in agony. I was told to wait for almost an hour for my blood report. One hour at an place which seemed none less than my graveyard. I wanted to wait for my report of griefs by sitting there. However my friend had some earthly plans in his mind. His earlier visit to this place made him know the exact place we had to reach. We made our way to the 2nd floor, to the nurse station. And like wonder struck me, all my pain went away seeing around 50 young ladies. I always wanted to be at such a place , admiring the beauties. In some time I lost count how many time LAFS struck me. The pain was all relieved and all i could feel was bliss. Suddenly my friend's push brought me back to the real world. Our presence was been questioned and my inability to speak anything , got my friend in real awkward situation. Rather than answering those ,we darted our way through a myriad of patients to safer territory where our presence would not be objectionable. However after a sort of humiliation we felt better to be outside the hospital. In my escape I am sure i had ran into my Doc, leaving him all perplexed. I spent the rest portion of my hour looking for any beautiful faces outside but without any luck. The clock struck 9 and I felt that my demise report would be ready. With a heart of steel , I proceeded to read the obituary of my pathogens or Me.Thankfully it was of the pathogens!
Half an hour had passed and with everything visibly under control and with almost each of mine penny spent, me and my friend were on the way back. So after an eventful evening we made our backward journey in Rs 10, and this was a real reason of jubilation.