An Experience I'll Never Forget

Recently I was diagnosed with endometriosis – a kind of fibroid. The gynaecologist also found cyst on my right ovary and he informed that there are few options I can choose from to tackle this illness – pills, jap or surgery. Having discussed this with my boss, I choose to go for surgery. The date is fixed 3-weeks later that is on 4th November 2008. During that period I was so tensed, so worried and I lost quite a number of weight.

Tuesday, 4th Nov: Finally, the day shows its face. I was alone registering myself to the hospital – none of my family were told (I just don’t want them to worry) and the worst part, the person who I can rely was abroad. Around 2pm, the nurses start to take blood, get me change to the surgery gown and etc. This is a painful experience to me as I never get any jap after my primary 6, no one is there with me – I felt a bit sad but I choose it to be like that.

When the anaesthetist comes, he put me to unconscious and takes me to the operating theatre. There onwards I don’t know what happen until around six I was waken up by the doctor and they took me to the ward- room 603. I was not fully conscious and when one of my colleague came, I still drowsy. That night, until the day I was discharged, the doctor and nurses never stop looking after me, giving medicine, take blood pressure count, etc..etc..

Wednesday, 5th Nov: in the morning, the nurses help to clean my body. I was still weak, I can’t move and I was on the urine tube, blood tube and on soluble diet. During the day, my colleagues came and visit me. I was still weak that time. The person I can rely came and visit me the same evening (he came back one day earlier due to an urgent meeting he has to attend). Another colleague of mine from the same department came and visit me along with his girlfriend that evening.

Thursday, 6th Nov: still on tube, I can’t move. Life is so bored.

Friday, 7th Nov: that person come and visits me again – today is his birthday. Unfortunately, I can’t celebrate his birthday due to my condition but I make it a point that when I recover, I’ll make up that missing moment. Having chat for quite sometimes, he finally makes a move…

I am supposed to check out on Saturday but I had slight fever today afternoon and my gynae doesn’t allow me. He further convince that I can’t check out when he learn that I am going to be alone at home. This make me sick and I couldn’t take it anymore – staying further in the hospital can make me crazy - I was crying and crying.

Saturday, 8th Nov: called my boss and update him on my progress. He is unable to visit me as he is having fever. My colleague visits me again in the morning. He stays for sometimes and the same night my uni-mate visit me with her mother and sister – am surprised but happy that she turns up. They are nice people… they are willing to send me home (all the way from Damansara) if no one help me when I check out.

Sunday, 9th Nov: finally I can check out. The person I can rely suppose to fetch me but he has to attend to something in the morning therefore unable to do so. I call my colleague and he fetches me. Around 11 he arrive and finally, I am free from the hospital… Drop by the office for a while to take my books, my boss is there and he does everything for me - carry books, open the door, send me down…

I will be on medical leave until the 3rd Dec, stay all alone at home… Hopefully, I’ll recover faster and that I am mobile to go here and there especially to my exam which starts from 19th Nov.

Just hope for the best out of this faith…. and to my friends who all these while give me courage, thanks a lot - I appreciate it very much.