20 Sep 2005 (Tuesday), 0730
hrs
The morning awakened in quiet serenity.
Finally, I took a careful study around the vicinity of my ward area
and realized that there were couples of aesthetically-well designed
hamper, supposedly belonging/given to me. Then, I noticed a letter
nesting beneath the hamper and painstakingly, I positioned myself
in a way I could reach for it. It turned out to be a deathly feat;
I absolutely had neither strength nor the ability move and somehow
when I sat myself up, an insane pain that caused me to squniched in
agony indefinitely.
Hey! Dont do that! Its very dangerous! Next time please call me
or other missy to help you!
It was Angeline. I was so absorbed in testing out my current
physical condition that I didnt know she had arrived for
work.
Hey Cloud! We came yesterday, but you were sleeping
didnt want
to disturb you, so we wrote this letter just to tell you that we
came. Take care dude! Must recover fast ok? =)
Seriously, those warming words felt wholesome.
The effect of anesthesia gradually abated and somehow, I felt like
puking. I dont know if it was the norm, but it felt uneasy and
nauseating - closed to having a hangover. At the same time, I felt
ubiquitous bodily pain, especially where the tubes were inserted. I
finally understood how it felt to be bedridden and sickly and how,
especially those sick aged, felt when they become an emotional and
financial burden to people who cared for them.
Well, at least I lived through and will recover
As I was dwelling in my train of thoughts, student nurses started
streaming in; doing their routine checks. And I saw my nurse-in
charge Angeline her lips shaped a smile, before moving towards
my direction.
How are you feeling today?
Not so good, but still manageable
We chatted causally as Angeline proceeded with taking my
temperature, checking my blood pressure and pulse rate. Satisfied
with her findings, she drew out her pen and recorded the
results.
Your BP a bit higher than norm
Huh? Really?
Dont worry! Not a problem actually. A little bit only
and ah
yesterday, your family and friends got visit you
you know?
I nodded my head.
All these hampers and cards are gifts from them... so good
I also
want
You want the gift
but I think you dont want to be lying
here
As a natural response, we laughed and immediately, I felt a vicious
jerk-pain in the left flank region where I was operated. What? I
couldnt even laugh?
Hey! admonished Angeline, you had just finished your operation.
Dont laugh! Hold your wounds when you laugh or cough. Ok, talk to
you later
Finishing the conversation, I closed my eyes and descended into
another deep sleep. Seriously, there was nothing I could do except
to sleep. Furthermore, at the weakest state of health, my body
needed the rest to rejuvenate itself and accelerate healing. I was
only awakened at intervals when the nurses have to take my
temperature, blood pressure and pulse rate (standard procedure).
Usually it was Angeline who attended to me, but when she was busy,
then someone else would.
(To be continued...)
