Kuala Lampur, March 4 -- Most of my life I have been pretty stoic about getting injections or blood draws and even as a child I wasn't bothered by syringes or needles.

Now the thought of getting my blood drawn at KL General Hospital (HKL) makes me want to run away to the Antarctica, because dying from exposure while watching penguins in the flesh seems a lot more pleasant than yet another unpleasant hospital visit.

Let me explain.

Blood draw sessions are depressing; you're huddled into a small room and often in the mornings, there are no more empty seats left, forcing you to stand.

My Monday draw session was painful to the point I yelled... twice.

The first draw on my arm was unsuccessful and the second had to be done on my hand, bot...