Back with a sausage-d Right leg, a bloody big IV drip hole on my left hand and 2 big screws that were extracted from my right leg. Honestly, i did not expect the screws to be THIS BIG! It's the kind i expected to be drilled into the walls rather than into legs. For those of you interested to see the screws, text me and I'll show them to you the next time i see you. Maybe i might post the photo of the screws online. I'll see how it goes. I wonder if the doc would be returning the remaining rods and screws next year when i have my third op to remove the remaining few.. I think i rather not see the size of the rod actually..
Other than the screws which i got for souvenirs, i got like another 4 rows of paracetamols (painkillers) to add to my earlier collection. At the rate I'm getting them after each op, I'm guessing it should be enough to last me a lifetime.
Any O how, I managed to get a room to myself this time, though it wasn't big. Mom described it as a toilet but with a bed in it instead. Haha! I had not much of an issue with it though. After all, it was only a night at most. Plus, i had my own TV, locker and attached toilet. The only thing i would pick on would be that it was really distracting to have everyone noisily walking past your room. (The room was situated right in the middle of the walkway) It was almost impossible to sleep deeply with the door left open. I did not even stay a night at the hospital this time though. Had the op from about 10am to 11am. Stayed in the recovery center for about an hour (it was supposed to be only half an hour but for some reason, my heart beat went little too fast at 144 on the monitor. So they had to wait till it calmed down to 100 before sending me back. The nurse was like "Calm down!" but it wasn't as though i could control it anyways. It felt extremely cold.) before i was wheeled back to the day surgery ward.
There was another Sheena in the ward too! It was a funny incident because i was on the phone with Yi Ting then and this doc came strolling in like he knew me, asking how i was feeling. FYI, I haven't met him before. So i thought he was a ward doctor checking up on me. Then, he froze in his tracks at the curtains for quite a while, looking at me with a bewildered face and slowly backed out before i heard a nurse telling him Sheena Toh was at bed forty plus. HAHA.
And, I realised that the one thing i really detest about going for an op would be the ride to the operating theater. Reason why i use ride is because i was wheeled in on a bed. Somehow, it manages to induce a kind of fear of death. It almost feels like you're going to be wheeled to your death. =/ Okay, two things which i absolutely detest actually.. The first being above and the second being the aftermath of the general anesthesia. The nausea, puking, lightheaded-ness. It stays with you up till a day! So i practically only survived on 2 pieces of plain crackers and a up of Milo because everything else that went in on Wednesday, found its way back out again. Initially i spent the whole afternoon waiting for the nausea feeling to go away after puking out the little bit of water and Milo i unsuccessfully drank a few hours after going back to the ward. Finally, when i managed to eat the 2 pieces of plain biscuits and Milo at 5pm without it coming back up, i thought the worst was over. My body just had to prove me wrong by making me puke my dinner and everything after that back up. So yeah. i lived on the 2 pieces of biscuits and cup of Milo for more than 34 hours. I never felt more jelly-like the morning after. I could totally feel my energy level running at an alarmingly dangerous level, even moving a finger felt so strenuous! I must say, I've never seen my tummy so flat in months! (The last time being April)
Oh wells! Eating never felt better. Food always tastes extremely delicious after you have been denied of it for a while. =D