D-Day

D-Day 11th Oct

Was woken up at 5plus am by a nurse who took my temp and blood pressure...couldn't really get back to sleep after that...kept checking the time for 6am to approach....it finally did...and I started getting myself prepped up for the op...mum reached around 610am..poor thing..got up early to catch a cab..nurse came in soon after to gt me to chang into an operation gown..literally those greenish blur ones that you see in ER or those HK drama shows...Had to strip fully underneath..

An attendant came around 645am with a trolley bed...had to climb unceremoniusly into it. and await for ther surgery whilst lying in this thing..trepidation..thud thud thud..deep breathes...hands clasped tightly at my stomach as I lay on that trolley..felt myself wheeled out of the ward and into the corridoors...couldn't see a thing for nuts...cos I wasn't allowed to wear my specs...and I'm a blind bat without one..

Still remember the trolley making alot of noise as it rolled along the linoleum floors of along the corridoors...the attendant's sneakers squeaked along togther with the trndling noise..made me have a headache..and those sounds combined didn't do any good at to soothe my frazzled nerves...mum followed close behind when I was being wheeled into to the OT...

I remember looking up at the ceiling and seeing rows and rows of small soft-orange-coloured halogen lights...and I remember thinking to myself: "..gotta blog this down after I get discharged from hospital..." So drama...it was lietrally one of those scenes lifted from a HK drama of sorts...the halogen lights slowly gave way to rectangular piercing white lighting..I stare at the white-washed walls as I passed by rows and row of corridoors...finally felt my trolley coming to a halt..I was being wheeled into another huge room and parked in a small waiting area..mum had to wait outside...I felt absolutely alone..shivering, cold and naked...

A chirpy plump malay nurse came by..checked my name & IC & address & if I was pregnant..and if I knew what I was in for...and if I knew who was gonna do the surgery...yada yada...was made to wwear an operation cap..looked kinda like a shower cap but with paper material instead of plastic)...another layer of blanket ws thrown on me..I simply don't understand...why do such environments have to be so sterile and unfriendly and so so so cold?? it must have been like wat...10degrees in there?? and I was naked save for one blanket and one operating gown of thickness 1mm..satisfied with my answers..the nurse then walked off...and left me waiting alone there...muttering a silent prayer of courage and hope under my shivering breath..

A half hour more and I was then transported into my OT..was made to wait again...as I stared at the ceiling and heard the OT attendants preparing whatever things the surgeons had to use during the op.. Could hear metallics things clanking together...could hear liquids sloshing in containers...could hear tables/chairs being wheeled into place...could see them preparing syringes too...aw man...I was wondering...do they have to do it in full view of the waiting patient?? That wait seriously made mme more nervous..haa...

Doc Ng the anaesthetist came soon after..did a puncture in my left wrist and I felt myself going slightly woozy.....heard him say this:"..this is just the minor anaesthetic...before we give you the big whammy that will make you sleep the daylilghts off...sprry ah..I know the injection's painful..." Then next thing I knew, I was being shifted from the trolley bed into the OT bed itself...and I was thinking...this is it liao...the time has come...Whilst on the OT bed, I looked up and could see so many different metallic gadgets and lightings...very much like those in ER...nervousness was growing by the minutee man...the longer they took to prep me for the op, the more nervous I got...

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