Faith As Small As A Mustard Seed

Discharged and recovering well! Praise God!

Looking back now, I’m thinking to myself...was I ignorant of the risk of surgery (I mean the surgeon was asking for my consent of a list of things that could’ve gone wrong!) or was I really brave? Laughing at myself for taking it quite lightly but at the same time, I can’t thank God enough for allowing me to go through this experience and being with me through it all.

Laparoscopic Myomectomy - a new phrase I learned and memorised just after the surgery.

After a year discovering that I have fibroids, I finally decided for surgery to remove it! It wasn’t an easy decision given the fact that I have not gone through any surgery nor was hospitalized for the past 35 years of my life. Initially I thought it was all the build up stress and the Covid-19 situation that throws my cycle into a havoc. The pain was still bearable but the fact that I have tried various methods of natural home remedy and it still grows puts me off.

I was admitted the day before the surgery. Just as I was relaxing and thinking that I’m ready to sleep, the nurse came and gave the a big jug (approx 1 litter) of liquid to make me poop! It was already almost 11pm and she asked me to finish the drink before 12 as I am to start fasting at 12am. It taste weird and no it did not work on me immediately. Slept soundly until the nurse came to take my blood pressure and gave me gastric pill at 5am. The whole process was pretty tiring and there’s a lot of waiting. All in all, I will say that the hospital do have quite a good process and structure.

While waiting for my turn to be pushed to the Operation Theatre (OT), I overheard a conversation between a nurse and GA. Gist of it, you can still get dengue after Covid 19 vaccination and they were both laughing about it. I wasn’t nervous at all... my mind wonders and I remember thinking in my heart.. “Oh, this is how it’s like, waiting to be knocked off and pushed to the OT. God was there with me and I had this surreal peace knowing that I’m His precious daughter and He will ensure everything is good.

In the OT, they transferred me to the OT table like how we have seen it on telly and all I can say that it was really cold! After a few conversation with the GA, and the nurse putting gas on me, I’m out. Next thing I know, I was in the recovery room, feeling super cold but not able to move a muscle! There’s a heater on top of me but it doesn’t feel like it changes my body temperature at all. After a few checks, the nurse asked if I want to be pushed back to the room. I can only nod my head hoping that it’s warmer there.

The next few hours was the worse. Feeling of drowsiness, nauseous, thirsty, and not able to move much was terrible. Especially when I’m all alone because the SOP during that time was no visitors allowed at all. My husband wasn’t able to come to my aide and was sent back the day of my admission. I vomit out a lot of gas and blue black liquids. After gaining substantial strength, I managed to ask the nurse to help me with my phone. First thing is to let them know that I’m out and fine. It was already 4pm at that time and I can imagine how worried my mom would be.

Finally the doctor came and give me the good news and bad news. Good news was she removed what she should and in total 4 fibroids was out and if all is well I’m able to be discharged the next day. The bad news on the other hand was that she also detected mild endometriosis while removing the fibroids. She gave me some options and all I can think off at that time was why didn’t she remove it as well?? I definitely don’t want to go through another surgery. Well, SOPs and I’m not able to provide consensus while being unconscious is one reason. I just have to accept that.

Oh, I have to comment on the food after surgery. Please prepare yourself some ginger tea or some sweets to counter the nausea. I wasn’t able to eat at all as the food they gave was rice, big piece of dry chicken, cold salad, and some oranges. I was glad when I saw a pack of milo and was able to get the nurse to make me a cup. A few good sips and I vomited all out again. Lol. Thank God it only lasted for the night. Once I was able to walk I was so happy to get myself washed and changed into clean clothes.

On the medications, I always declare my allergies to Ibuprofen and aspirin prior to any medical treatment. I had serious swelling and bad experiences with these two. Hence the doctor was careful but unfortunately but thankfully the effect was mild. Now I got another list of component to declare and it came from the pain killer. I wonder why all these allergies keeps coming now as when I was younger I can take almost everything.