So i spent 5 days of my life in the ward. Apparently I cocktail of diseases that I had was sign of something worse. The morning on a Sunday, I woke up with some chest pain and difficulty in breathing. I was scared as shit so I told my mom about it. As always, she asks if I wanna go see a doctor. But I just have to spare myself from my mom's full hour lecture of how I never take care of myself (and my mom very panicky and sometimes lack empathy), so I called dardar to come get me to a hospital instead. I had a spontaneous pneumothorax. The doctors estimated that about 90 percent of my left lung was collapsed. What I understand is that my left lung was compressed by air leaked out from my lung. So the doctors punched a hole under the region of my armpit and suck out the air. I was then left in the ward to recover.
The 5 days spent in Selayang Hospital was actually quite eventful. Friends and family came to visit me. Lecturers, coursemates and teachers messaged me to give me support. What meant to me most was dardar being there for me everyday although not all the time since he needs to work. It's not easy for someone to come visit me everyday after work until almost midnight. I love you so much piko-chan.
The hospital staffs are quite nice to me (those working the morning shifts!). And the male nurse and doctors look quite cute too hehehe...
Don't you wish your doctor looks like this~
The last 2 nights there was a total nightmare because there was an old man shouting on top of his lungs for 48 hours without break in some dialect I don't understand. Hardly gotten any sleep those 2 days. Very unfortunately, a man in his 40s with lung cancer opposite my bed died on one night. It was actually one of my hope to see such an event because i wanted to know how things really happen in real life not like in TV. But it's really not a nice feeling because you can feel how the family does not want to give up on the patient when he lost his pulse and heartbeat. Sorrow was in the air as family members cried while doctors could no longer revive the man.
Anyhow, I am now almost fully recovered and can run in no time. Hehehe....
5 comments:
take care ah bear bear
Poor you, no worries. I had friends who had lungs collapsed too. I remember one friend who hardly had rests and smoked too much at snooker parlours! He was playing at least 10 hours per day and betting heavily till his lungs collapsed. He recovered eventually and changed his lifestyle completely. So how did it happen to you? Get well soon.
Maybe that man saw saw his departed parents/grandparents coming to invite him over.
see? you made it without me making a second return to the hospital~ take care! come out one day!!!
[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot
Born and death is not in our hand but on God's hand. He know better when we need him to be with our side.
Anyway, hope you'll be fine always my friend
Regards
Prince Patrick
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