Beautiful Eyes.

Pain Pain Pain. Very Pain. Appointment is made on today. Preparing myself to the surgery, I have butterflies in my stomach. Anyone will feel nervous for any surgeries. Just put on the sunglasses, I look myself is special today. Finally fulfill my wish, having double eye lids in my self-hearted. Couldn’t guess my sister got more worries than me, she couldn’t sleep well past few nights. She kept confusing questions about the minor surgery. Hahas.

My sister went firstly. Probably she couldn’t take it after seeing me if I’m the front to go. Waiting together outside the room, Mum and I sat at side the corridor door. I brought my PSP along to reduce my nervousness. Joyce brought me a memory card with the a few installed games in my PSP, simply I’m more concentrated to the games. While then, the door was not closed; I could hear June was chatting with the doctor during the surgery.

June was out to the rest. Okay, I stunned. She looked awful when two tapes on each eyes. The nurse called my name, got me prepare for the next round.

‘ Okay, doctor, doctor, I want a big eyes.’
‘Hahah, alright, you will have them so soon. Lie down.’

The light just too bight, I could just managed to look open half of my eyes.

‘Close your eye, close your eye. There we go.’

A cold compresser.

Shawn encountered this operation. Guess he just wanna share this with you.

29/2/2008, date of my operation, Tonsillectomy.

Days before the op, I was calm and I kept cool. At 6am, that very day, I reached the hospital. My nerves tuned up. My anxiety raises and I got impatient. I registered and I waited. Zzz, less than I expected, I was called upon when the clock struck 2pm. Wore in surgery wear, and there I entered the op theatre. I eased myself as I chatted with the nurses around. I was comforted by their words. Thump, thump, strong rays of light shore across my eyes, I was told to inhale “oxygen” from the mask. Once, twice and finally, * A Total Darkness!

I woke up with blurring vision, felt soared and shiver tremendously. Bothered, it was just post-syndromes of anesthetic effect. “Common!” But I swore that it’s the worst experience I came across. At 5pm, I was trolley back to my ward where I’m expecting my family. Yea, I spoke a bit and they accompanied me. Then shortly, I was left alone to spend the night myself after the visiting hours are over. I tried to sleep through the night and hope to wake up fast in the morning. Failed, I endured sufferings worse than death. First, I couldn’t sleep, thanks to the pain on my throat. I cough blood and flames frequently. Horrible! I thought. It was mind-torturing; I cried out, I didn’t expect it. *sob.

Finally, morning came, the effects subdue, thank god I'm relieved. If I had thought twice... hmm… Pardon me, to people around, don’t neglect health!

Believe me, you wouldn’t wanna step in to my *poo. Peace!

And I noticed something. He missed out me. Arhg.