Hospital Stay - Part II
By the time I woke up from my nap, my cousin and her partner had disappear for dinner… and next to me were my mum and granny…
Subsequently, a close friend of mine came with her husband… She (A) is very scared to come to hospital for she is afraid to see patients with missing limbs, etc…. Yet they are so caring to come over to visit me.
Conversations flow freely, until my mum needed to go off, and A volunteered to send my granny home, 4 of us headed to Delifrance for dinner… They eat and drink, while I could only sniffed at the food… The chinese believed that ghosts smell the food and would be full.. That, I mentioned…. hehehe…. Kena scolding for saying the wrong stuffs…
It was a torture! I could only watch and smell.. but could not taste and eat… Especially the cream of mushroom soup.. my fav. Finally, the whole ordeal was over, and I slowly make my way back to the ward to rest.. That was my second stroll of the day! Still rather lively, and chatty… The moment I reached the first door to my ward, there a group of doctors waiting for me…
My senior doctor first words to me was "you do not have appendix problems’ something similar to it.. as I could walk all over the place… Thus a quick checkup by them and one of the doctor, Dr X, allowed me to eat something light.. for I had been complaining to him, while he listened to my stomach.. hehehe.. my stomach was making tons of noises..
Yipee.. my first cup of milo and a cracker…. taking them slowly as I dun wished to throw everything out… before i could drink a mouthful of milo, my congee arrived! Super happy even when my friends and granny left for home….
Shortly after they left, another friend of mine came (M)… think he pitied me for being admitted to hospital that he gave in to my request to borrow a novel for me.. hahaha… while i managed not to throw out my milo and cracker, M came… selecting the book and then I continued with my congee… only then I knew that M had not ate his dinner.. and he only had his fishballs for dinner… thus, I offered him my Rochers… since he is such a nice guy…
By the time I finished my congee, M was replaced by J, S, P and C… they were my sec school friends! was supposed to meet them for dinner tat nite.. in the end, after their dinner, they came to visit me..
As it was approaching 9.30 pm and 2 of the patients were sleeping… I asked the girls to go out to chat… J volunteered to assist me, so I pointed to my bag of drip… thinking that she would understand that I need her help to remove it from the bed stand holder…
With my back facing her, C approached her and someone else was pushing the portable drip holder over to J, I heard C burst out laughing.. She was trying her best to control! And the next time I saw, J took the bed stand out from the bed ! 5 women giggling… I was so afraid to get scolding from the nurses, I quickly usher all of us out… and the last time I saw was, the other waking patient saw the whole incident! and she was giggling too!
Rushing to an area without patients, we let ourselves go… Laughing until a family of vistors had to look at us,…. from there, we caught up quite a bit.. We had chatted for almost 1.5 hour… with the last 15 mins or so, I was trying my best not to doze off…
J had brought some egg tarts, which I regretted not eating… and mum had oso brew some soup for me which I intented to drink the following day… Cos in the middle of the night, my fever came back and it was 39.1oD….
Back to NIL BY MOUTH… oh manz.. freezing in the middle of the night. so cold… even with 2 blankets… especially with the liquid going into my body via the needle.. it was so chilling that my whole arm hurt.
And with that, my first 24 hours in hospital exprience…
PS: Dr X came to draw blood for more tests… he had the 10ml pump in his box of tools.. which he had to use 2 needles.. for the 2 times he tried drawing blood, my veins went dried… he could not pump any blood out! Think I am scared of needles.. hahaha
He used a thicker needle for the first time but i think he took pity on me, that he switch to a thinner needle for the second try. In the end, he was not able to draw enough blood, but he just make do with what he could ’suck’ out from my blood.
For almost 2 weeks, I still have 2 brusies from this exprience…
October 29th, 2008 at 10:13 am
This is great info to know.