YEAP! since the time i was rushed to the A&E and being stabilised examined,ECG-ed,shots and all that drama,i get the same repetitive sentence.I dont know if i should feel insulted or not! i thought im CUTE! (self praise IS still a praise :p)
Ironically the on call doctors are of the same age as me -____-
So anyway i was stuck on the A&E bed as they cant decide the-next-step till they get the xrays and specialists to come in.which would be around 8ish in the morning whereby its bout sahur time.i was dozing on off,cant really sleep but i was given painkillers till it wore off and i was crying,and i still remember this particular feeling when i told the nurse that the pain is back,she came and gave me a higher dosage thru drip.Just as she release the meds from the syringe,i could literally feel my whole entire body shrivelled down.like terus jadi lemah longlai.like letting go a looooooooong sigh.
My bp was really high the nurses were insisting i do not get out of bed and that i need to sleep.rest.but i needed to PEE.so they advise to put me on pee bag,and i obliged.i mean i experienced it before and i was okay with it.but just as i got hooked up.i cried again! (ya i got lots of tears!) and insist demand and absolutely refuse it.i wanted it out out out! i couldnt take it.would take sex anytime anyday rather then being strapped to that ungodly thing again!!
So prior to 9am i was wheeled out in bed for xrays.Its my first time in Sg Buloh hospital,and all i could see were their ceilings mostly.After that the specialist with a whole bunch of MO tagged along and review my case.it was a bit blur from there.they were grilling me bout my past medical history and the specialist were saying my creatinine level was thousands more then it should be.i was confused.then he said that i need to go in for a minor minor surgery to insert an IJC at my neck.i was very very confused.heck i din even know what the hell was an IJC.
I finally had to.I had to do the thing i dreaded the most.The thing i have been avoiding.I had to call my mother.i briefed the doctor,that he needs to speak to her as i sure as hell couldnt explain it and he agreed.nice fella i tell ya.and cute too in a slight nerdy but not bad can do kinda way.
"Hello,mummy.I am in the hospital.Wait ah"
i could hear her kinda loud tone, 'WHAT!?"
The doctor took over the call ,i forgot his name,totally but i tink it might start wit 'R' . He was jabbering about very professionally in medical terms and such,and mum told him she will call my cousins and ask them to speak to him for better understanding as she is very blur as i kinda threw a bomb without warning.(my cousins are doctors)
So cousin Naren called and spoke to the doctor again and then he spoke to me consoling me saying its just a minor insertion,at that point i was already in the mini operating room / teather and he assured me he would brief mum.and then i was put on anaesthetic.i still did not know what the hell they are actually inserting in me.all i know its 20cm's loooong.i could not feel the pain,however i could feel the insertions and hear the sewing of stiches!
Then i was wheeled off to the Haemodylisis Unit.At that point,i still have no freaking idea.what the hell is going on.what is next! they are all explaining me in medical terms.how da fuck should i know.finally i slowly pieced it together,google it and such.While waiting to start,the nurses realize my IJC have not been xrayed,so they cannot start till it is determined that it was inserted correctly.I had to wait nearly an hour (in bed) for them to send me for xray! and yea u guessed it! they inserted the IJC too deep ,and had to restich again! So an MO whom i befriended actually the one who will assist to perform the quick stiching and adjusting.As was waiting for him (nearly 1 hour plus!) i was again in pain,my tummy hurts,painkillers have totally wore off.i was moaning in pain,and again but this time quite full blown crying.Just as i was doing so,my elder brother Daim appeared from afar he was walking towards me.I was soo relieved and happy yet still crying to see him.I still remember his expression.It was sad.yet i couldnt really describe the feeling of how proud happy i am to see him.he cares.
Till next post..to be continued
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