Post Op

I am really thankful the procedure on Monday went on smoothly, it was nonetheless a really painful experience.
The night stay in the Ward was totally unbearable. Some good friends and charlies' girls were again there to cheer me up. When all were gone, i was left alone. The bed was warm, ventilation was bad, i could hardly move becos of the tubes and the pain from the operation. Every hour was excruciatingly hard to bear. The ipod that i brought along was the only distraction i could have, of cos i also tried to read the bible. The night crawled by, one minute after another, one hour after another hour, It was the longest night ever.
I had anticipated that actually, and usually my mum will stay behind to keep me company through the night, but my recent years of bad health had also put a toll on hers. Whenever i see her wrinkled face and full of graying hairs, it just remind me of my helplessness over my dependence on her. At her age, she should be comfortable and without worries anymore... These thoughts are a constant burden to my mind lately, despite the extreme pain, and the the expected long horror night, i put up a strong front and asked mum to go back with the rest.

Fast forward to now, however long the night was on monday, i was totally relieved to come back home on tues, the internal bleedings and pain are slowly fading away.
I slipped out to watch Jack Neo's horror comedy, it was a cheap flick, an opportunistic film to catch the hungry festival mood, but coming out of home and watch with a dear friend was the real joy really.
I might have over strained though, the bleeding and pain escalated after i came back, thankfully it was only temporal. A few more day of good rest, i think i will be able to go back for a small swim... Tues? i am positive!

Op is on tomorrow,

After much delayed, the operation to change the stents will be on tomorrow morning.

I am going in out of hospital too many times of my liking, needless to say about the pain associated with it, thinking of all these, shrinks my guts, and make me really anxious and uncomfortable. i guess this will be over too, i just need to keep my faith, i know i should.

Hais, so based on the admission brief, i will be a warded for two days, and i hope i can be back home the latest on weds.
Some dear frens who have always been around will be coming to keep me company is prob the only consolation going into the hospital. Can't believe if there is any patient who dislikes visitors right? I mean the hospital is a really sad and boring place, with visitors, even the air is dead still. ok i am digressing, even though the situation is tough, but i have many people to thanks to make it so much easier. Apart from my family, Lk and cg guys to count on prayers, charlies' angels for company, and of cos the many other dear frens. In the midst of all the misfortunes, i am blessed, ain't I?

It's been a month of time off, i am slowly grasping what's awaiting for me, though not exciting, but definitely worth living for. All goes well after the op, God willing, it'll be time for me to finally start on what might just be the reason why i am still here!?!