First day

Step kuat. Rolled around on the bed the whole time. Played psp, listened to mp3. Then doc came to take 9 tubes of blood. the needle isnt ur frenly ns needle, no. its the hospital needle. had to fast frm 12 midnight for operation next day. was told it was scheduled at 11am.

Second day

5.30am. Nurses woke me up to prepare me for operation. like wtf??? changed to 7am case. the first case.

went to do some shaving then bathed in some medicine shit. put on operation suit(?) and off to the operation room. shit scary. Outside operation room my heart was already beating like a drum dum dum dum dum dum dum. went inside room. they kept asking same questions over and over againnnnnn, i wanted to change the answers but no mood.

Anaestatician poked first needle on left hand. 5 cm. ouch. Poke blood pressure needle on right wrist. Ur usual needle poking goes like slanted rite? like almost parallel to ur skin. this one went right into it like 70 degree. so if the needle were abit longer, HELLO can see the other side poking out. it was actually a tube. first they used a needle to make a hole, then expanded it by moving it in circles. THEN inserted the tube 70 degree inside, shiok. not. den she started scratching her head like HUHHHHHH. lantak ah.

Already in extreme pain, doc 1 asked me to lie on my side.
Doc 1: Im gonna inject your back ah so you wont feel pain when you wake up.

*Injects like 5 times*

Doc 1 to anaestatician: wah cannot find the *something* too muscular. you see here the muscle too big

*A few more times*

Doc 1: Wah cannot find...EH AH ok done! lie down back.

Pushed me under the BIG lights. tried to fight the anaestatic but it was too strong.

zzzzzz.

woke up right after operation at around 11am. felt like bullets were in my body.
went to high dependencency room. dint eat whole day, no mood plus in ALOT of pain. i abused the morphine machine ttm. left hand still with the needle feeding me liquid and morphine. hearbeat detector on right hand. tube size of 20 cents coin in my chest for 4 days. its attached to a suction machine, supposed to suck out bad blood and unwanted liquid and air in my body. hurts like *^&*. dint sleep at all at night. nurses kept coming in to check temperature, blood pressure and give pain killers. nasib baik hot.

Third day

HOLY SHIT MORNING. Dr came to check my tube. It was freaking leakingggg which means air was going into my lung for no reason at all!!! he freaking adjusted the tube just like that and whacked my right ribcage a few times to check for leakage. turned out to be the box thingy which was leaking. the nurses got scolded muahhahah padan muker i could have died from the leak. still couldnt move much, no appetite to finish meals. urined alot like once every 2 hrs. inside bottle somemore hahahhaa. was also told that the injection in the back was to puncture my right lung so that theres more space for them to work around wth.

Fourth day

Felt like a living thing again. could sit for a while. then physiotherapist made me walk abit. hurt alot still. same thing pain pain pain pain pain nothing else but pain. and they took away the morphine machine already. recovery looked pretty bad like a few more days in the ward.but right lung was opening up okay.

Fifth day

Felt much better. went to take first chest xray. then breakfast came. THENNNN the doctor also came to take out the tube. omg this is prob even worse than the operation itself. Breathe in, Breathe Out. Breathe in. HOLD. And then he started pulling the tube ouf of my ribcage, it was at least 30cm long, size of 20cents coin. I swear i thought the tube was at most a few cm into my body but noooo. then he stitched the open wound just like that. like heyyy lets stitch this up, without anaestatic or whatever. and then guess what??? took a second chest xray, ate lunch and got discharged.

HERE i am at my com blogging and catching up on stuff. im not happy. this whole thing was just a biopsy. the real one is next time. if what they suspect is correct, some tumour which grow from the nerve, then mine would be the 3rd case in Singapore and 100 plus in the world. rare. very rare.

now living on the painkillers they gave. still hurts like shit. and theres always this image of the 30cm tube in my ribcage like zomg. hurts hurts hurt. 4 incisions. just a biopsy.

at least now i know alot of people care for me! (you :D) THANKS EVERYONE MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS :)