04 November 2011

The Surgical Moments

And so I get to see my son today!

After 10 days of not holding him, I miss him so dearly. I am currently still lying down on the hospital bed, awaiting for discharge. Surgery was successful and I am on the road to recovery.

Despite the post surgery pain at the wounded area, my throat and chest have a slight irritation feeling to it too. Apparently, I was intubated during the surgery. Can I remember anything about the surgery? Yes, I could remember a little of it before I was knocked off...

At 5.45am on Tuesday the 1st of November, I was asked to change to my surgery robe and to put on the surgery cap. As I was wheeled in to the Operating Theatre, it was 6.12am. My anaesthesiologist, Dr Jam came and they put on some funky white coloured liquid into my IV line. Then I saw my surgeon, Dr Karpal adjusting the big rounded lights on top of the operating table and smiled at me. Next, there was a mask placed on my nose and mouth and I was told to relax and breathe in to it. I did and I gagged! How embarrassing was that?! Anyway, couple of seconds later, I felt dizzy and the room was swirling....

I had a weird dream during the operation. I remembered little of it. I was in a white tunnel, full of lights, bright lights and I remembered seeing people standing on the left of the tunnel. They were dressed in white too. They were all standing in one line and smiled at me as I was walking through the tunnel. I am not kidding. It felt so real!

When the doctors and nurses woke me up, I could hear their voices, but I could not open my eyes (I felt so drunk!) As they continued to give me a light slap on the face, one of them actually pry open my eyelid and I could see a small light - I guess they were checking if I was alive? I really wanted to tell them right away that I could hear them and STOP SLAPPING ME! But I was too drowsy to do any of it...so finally, I could see the blurry image of my doctor and I was left to recuperate in the room...

3 days have passed since the surgery and it is now 8.44am 4th November 2011. I have just been served breakfast. I am all eager to get home and kiss my darling baby. Miss him too much, you have no idea! I am so glad to get rid of the pain. I feel free now. Free to walk, free to do anything. The taste of freedom is so sweet!

Thank you to all of you who took the time to read my blog and to all your well wishes, thank you. I truly appreciate it. And thank you to all of you who came to visit me at the hospital too! I am truly grateful to have you as my reader and my friend.

XOXO.

01 November 2011

The Surgery

4.30am Kuala Lumpur. Just got back yesterday evening and here I am on the hospital bed at this hour, suffering from jet lag. In 1.5 hours time, I will be placed on the operating table to have the abscess removed once and for all.

As I am typing here with just my right hand (as my left been strapped with the IV), I could still feel the pain thundering below me. I am waiting patiently for my doctors to come to have my condition assessed and finally to knock me off to sleep for the surgery as the pain is getting pretty unbearable. You may wonder how this pain feels...well, let me put itthis way: it feels like your skin is torn apart and is being dumped in a pit of fire!

Will be logging off for now. Pray for me, hope this surgery is said to be what it is without any further complication. Till then....   

30 October 2011

Belem, Lisbon

Final day in Lisbon.

Couple of hours after I've written my last blog yesterday, the painkiller took effect and I felt a lot better. As I was alone, I decided to make a trip down town  in this beautiful city. I was excited and my adrenalin ran wild as I have no idea where I was heading to, except for the one ticket that I purchased from the hotel concierge - City Tour.

Going round the city was breathtaking. It was nice as I was alone and I get to embark on the tour with no expectation (except for the fact that the pain might just come back anytime!). It felt like living the last day as I rushed on to do everything before the pain strikes again. At one point, when I saw this beautiful stone carved monument of Prince Henry (The Discoveries Monument), I decided to hop off the bus. I didnt know where I was until I saw the word "Belem". C'est magnifique! Absolutely magnificent! I walked around the monument and around the seaport. Finally I reached the Belem Tower. Euro5 per entrance. Absolutely worth it! Pretty nice dungeon like in the inside.


The Discoveries Monument



Belem Tower
 After a good 4 hours city-touring on my own, I knew it was time to head back to the hotel. I walked up the hill slowly and steadily. As soon as I reached the hotel, the pain came...again...

Oh well, at least I did myself justice. I had a good time yesterday and today, it is start of winter. Its time to readjust the watch as the hour has been pushed back. Before bidding goodbye to this wonderful city later this evening, I think I can squeeze in some shopping time no?

29 October 2011

Pain in Lisbon, Portugal

I'm utterly upset. Words go beyond the tears in my eyes. Here I am sitting in this beautiful suite in Lisbon, Portugal watching tv. The rest have left to visit Sintra, a beautiful place I heard. So why am I here alone in this hotel?

I've not told many of my medical condition. At first my GP told me it was haemorrhoid. I thought it was too. Some advised me to go for a specialist opinion as the pain seems to be lingering for the longest time. But being me, procastinating time and time again (wouldn't you do the same if it is just an on and off pain?) I didnt do anything about it until finally last Friday, I couldnt withhold it any longer. I finally visited a specialist at Pantai Bangsar.

I was expecting the specialist (Dr Karpal Singh, General Surgeon) to repeat the same words that I thought I knew best, "yes, it is haemorrhoid". However, to my surprise Dr Karpal told me it wasnt but an abscess and I need to be put under the knife immediately ! I said no. I have to be in Portugal, hence I cannot be having my surgery done 4 days before my trip??! He was against me from coming over to Portugal as an abscess is like a time bomb. "10 days in Portugal is too long", he said. Stubborn as I was, I insisted to go ahead with my plan and to postpone the surgery. Painkillers and antibiotic was given. I packed my bags and go against how my body was feeling...

The pain got worse day by day. The pain comes and goes. However, when the pain strikes, I cannot sit, cannot walk (I seem to walk like a monkey! Walking with my legs apart, know what I mean?). Whenever I go to the toilet, I would be in excruciating pain. So finally, my Medical Director (who is with us here in Lisbon) advised me to go back to KL with him this Sunday and to arrange with Dr Karpal for an immediate surgery once I am back. 

So here I am bedridden as the pain striked again. I am waiting for the pain to subside before I start walking around again. The only consolation part to it is that McDonald is just down the road. I get to savour Portugese McDonald! How awesome is that?

Till then, lets see if I can get out of this hotel and hop on a City Tour Bus. Should I do that? Should I not? Lets see how my ass feels...

How I wish this pain would just go away....

09 October 2011

The Crawl

Good afternoon folks. I'm blogging with my eyes drowsily closing any minute now with little Hayden being rocked to sleep behind me. I just got home couple of hours ago from filthy and not-too-pleasing-to-the-eye state Chittagong, Bangladesh. Ever since I landed in Bangladesh, I kept on wishing that I could go home. Home to my baby hubby boo and to my cutie pie son.

Despite my lethargicness, I couldnt help but to blog the milestone progress of my darling son who will be turning 1 in 11 days time. What's the progress you say? Well, on 8th October 2011, which was yesterday, Hayden started his first crawl...! I wasn't there to witness this first crawl (much to my disappointment) but I was glad he only started yesterday! Therefore, today, as soon I got down from the plane and the train (after my midnight flight from Bangladesh), with my hubby welcoming me home at the arrival hall, I am finally home to my 2 beloved boys! Thereafter, I witnessed Hayden's short little moves myself with my very own eyes...


A short little clip that would last a lifetime. These moments are indeed special.

Hayden's big bash is coming soon. I'm totally excited! 1 year has gone by so fast and it felt like only yesterday that I just got pregnant!

Therefore, as time is precious, love those around you. Cherish those beside you. Friends are plenty but real friends are few. Thank God everyday for the goodness he brings to your life. I thank God especially for my precious little munchkin - Hayden Dominic Ng.

16 September 2011

Perth

Its the second last day of our holiday here in Perth. Time has passed by fairly quickly, especially so when you are truly enjoying yourself!

Sitting by the couch, overlooking the beautiful beach and the ocean waves splashing every seconds, what a serene beauty right here at our beach apartment in Cottesloe. Its the Indian Ocean I was told. It is absolutely breathtaking. Wish we could just stay here and not go back to KL!

Hayden is absolutely loving this place too. Its the cooling whether that he adores. Grandpa would take him for a walk every morning along the walkway next to the beach and we would wave at them through the window when they return. Hayden will definitely miss this place when we return home. No doubt.

Though many would know, there isn't much to do in Perth (apart from going to Burswood Casino three times since we last arrived), its truly relaxing compared to the hustle and bustle of KL city. Of course, if you are in Perth, the two places that you must go are...

(1) Northbridge which is famous for its European style atmosphere. It's a vibrant and exciting area with cafés, restaurants, bars, shops, and nightlife. You can hop into X-rated bars here too if you are of age that is =) and ...

(2) Fremantle, which is located at the mouth of the Swan River. Fremantle Harbour serves as the port of Perth, the state capital. I was also told to visit the Maritime Museum, where you can enjoy a guided tour in a submarine! Unfortunately, I have yet to visit this museum as hubby is not interested to see submarines or any ship wrecks :( You see, he isn't into any museums...Sad case...unless the museum has poker tables, that would be a different story!

Its 11.30am now. Hayden is taking his nap. Soon, we will be going to Garden City for another round of shopping! I've been shopping quite a fair bit (gearing up for my next trip in Portugal some time next month) as the price here is quite reasonable. A nice trench coat costs around AUD29.90. A nice pair of boots costs AUD19.90. Some blouses and jackets that I got costs me only AUD15 per piece. Not bad huh? (Thank you Harbour Town!)

Its a sunny day today at 21 degrees celcius. Hubby is munching away his chips whilst watching his tennis game on tv. Hayden is dreaming away and mummy is blogging. Its time to wake the little munchkin up as grandpa and grandma will be coming over to pick us up real soon!

Till then, see you all back in KL!


 

07 September 2011

Stress and the Holiday!

2246hours. Body aching, heart pumping with excitement at the same time as our trip to Perth is drawing near...

Its been such a stressful and busy month for the past weeks as I have been travelling so much and workload has been increasing as well. There isn't much days where I can just sit quietly in the office to comb through my emails. Of course it is good to be busy, but then again, I cannot wait to just drop everything and pack my bags for my long awaited holiday with my family.

Hubby has been pretty sweet as he went out and got me a Baskin Robbins ice cream cake with a little message popped on top of the cool icing which read "Love Cindy". An ice cream dessert to cool my aching soon-to-be-full-grown wisdom tooth perhaps? But I reckon, he got the cake all for himself and not so much for me as I am on diet after all!

Time passes by freakingly fast dont you think? In 1 months time, Hayden will be 1! His sleeping pattern has changed pretty drastically as he no longer takes long naps. He used to sleep 2 hours in each afternoon nap. But now, to nap for 45mins is considered really good! 1 hour, a miracle! He is also extremely playful, extremely NAUGHTY, yells with an opera voice to get our attention, climb on our body so we can carry him and walk around and gigles when we make funny faces at him. One thing that I do love, is to sing to him. He keeps silently still and listens to the songs I sing.

Boy, I dread to wonder what he will do when we take him on a 5 hours flight later on...I dont think I will be singing to him for 5 hours straight! He may love my singing, but definitely not the other passengers!

Its not going to be a peaceful journey this time around and this we are pretty damn sure!