BeeN uNdEr tHe KNIFE & nOw UnDer tHe DeeP sToRmY wEaThEr oF hEaLtH

Salam all,

I underwent a laparotomy surgery on wednesday to remove tumor in my ovaries which turned up to be an endometriosis tumor.The whole adventure started with my checking-in to the hospital on tuesday, right after work and had my last meal at 7.30pm and last drink at 9.00pm. Based on my experience with cystoscopy procedure 2 weeks earlier, i assured myself that lack of sleep will definitely (as if the anaesthetic isn't strong enough, duhh) ensures better "sleep" during the surgery. So on the night of the operation i amended and finalized my thesis and sent it to the editor. Just as i was to sleep at 2am, the nurses came and check my bp, pulse and recorded my temp., and this continued until 6.30am. At 6.30am the nurse came in, told me that they are going to insert the urethral catheter at 7.30am. As surgery was scheduled at 9.30am,  I rejected the nurses order and instead asked for it be done in the OT when i was asleep- i've gone through this procedure a couple of times, so let's save the pain and discomfort for later.
I was wheeled on bed to the OT at 9.00am. There i met my anaesthesiologist, Dr. Murali. During our short introductory meeting I raised up my concern- i don't tolerate pain well, and shared my discomforting experiences with anaesthetic. Not only was he handsome and amazingly understood my wishes, the whole procedure of getting me to sleep was 100%awesomely pain free!
It was like 3 seconds after i laid on the operating table, saw Dr. Haris with his army head band signalling something, i blacked out. 3 hours later i was  waken up by the nurses voice calling my name. As i drowsily opens my eyes i saw  my wonderful anaesthesiologist smiling telling me that everything went well, simultaneously pulling out  the oxygen tube from my throat. I was so highly drowsy that i could not keep my eyes open. Half an hour stationed at the post-opt, i was wheeled back to my room at 3rd floor.
The transition from operation bed to recovery bed was not NICE at all! At this point i am much awake and feeling pain as if my body was split half. Once i was settled on my bed, i realized i had tubes coming out of my urethra on my right and another tube from the incision on my left and i unconsciously dozed off for about an hour. Dr. Haris came to check on me at about 2.30pm and told me that he had taken out both ovaries, and removed tumors on both instead of only on left ovary as planned as he noticed that the right ovary also had tumor which did not show during the previous scans.
Yadda..yadda..ouch! ouch! to cut the story short, they removed the urine catheter on thursday morning and my first, second and third trip to the bathroom was a near-death-totally-ripping-off-my body experience while carrying my "handbag" of wound blood. I was also kept starved until thursday's dinner, specifically until i farted my tenth farts- mind you, i last eaten on tuesday! and, i bloated like crazy frog! later that thursday i had the "handbag" tube pulled out and it was also a breath stopping experience.
Now resting and recovering at home, all i can say is that i am traumatized by open surgery- not only will you suffer from excruciating pain of being cut almost into half, but are topped off with other side pains imposed on your hand (IV drips), sharp shooting wind that filled and moves around in your belly and waist from being bloated, peeing tube, painkiller shots at the bum and many more. Although it has been 6 days since my surgery, i am still bloating like a balloon and it is painful.

My colourful flavourable bestest flower friend

How would you rate the flower Dahlia? do you find it beautiful? pleasing to your eyes and mind? does it make your day happier or brighter?

As for me, I am thankful to Allah for blessing me with a Dahlia "flower". This special flower was Allah's gift to me -to be my friend, foe and everything that i needed during my ups and downs, in health and sickness, in rational and even poyoness. She's always there to entertain my fads, whims,arguments, etc at all times. She motivates me when i'm down, she made me laugh and she even drives me mad some time. I truly loved this Dahlia flower very much and she certainly has brought changes in my life. I couldn't imagine life without her.

I pray for us to be as closest as can be forever, and to grow old and share the remaining balance of our life's memories- be it good or bad memories.

To my beautiful Dahlia, i  love and cherished you and the happiness, sadness and poyoness that you have brought into my life. My deepest gratitude to you for accepting me as who i am, thank you for all that you have done and will do for me in the future if i were ever in need of extra hands, ears, and help, i am truly sorry for all the wrongdoings that i did to you- i know some times u cried because of me cause i also cried because of you. I want you to know that my life has been more colourful ever since you came, so please remain and add more colours, brightness and contrast to my life.