The first time I cried this year... Part 1

March 13 of this year, I had an operation. I will not be focusing on the procedure but more on what I was thinking about before the operation.

Was scheduled on a Monday at 3PM, the nurses's been prepping me since Sunday night about what will happen when will they take me to the operating room and about my diet before the operation. Monday morning... I asked the doctors if I can leave the hospital to go to the bank and have a quick smoke (well the doctors didn't know about the smoke stuff haha) well I was a bit nervous about the operation and I badly needed one.

I went out around 10AM and went back to the hospital room around 11AM... I'm going to  be prep for operation at around 1 to 2PM... last dose of my medications for that day... and numerous visits from every doctor that i couldn't remember their names already.

2PM two nurses knocked on the door... another wave of instructions another wave of questions... and right after that they whisked me away to the operation room.

Its my first time to be operated on... I never even had a minor operation... well ill be honest a few injections here and there but not really considered as a minor operation... Its also my first time to be admitted to a hospital... although i already know how it feel to literally lived into one when Mom had a stroke and we stayed there for 2 months.

So I thought here goes nothing... I was being rolled from the room to another floor in the hospital... and I thought so this is how it feels like... I was lying in the bed still ok can still stand... I even asked if I can just take a wheelchair but they said no. I will be on the same bed after the operation so they need to take the bed with us. Enter the operating room... It was so busy a lot of nurses and doctors running around the hallway... then they placed me inside a waiting area... I was the only one there at that moment... the  two nurses who fetched me endorsed me to another nurse... and another set of questions, verification and then the anesthesiologist came in... she was kind and gentle.. she talks slow and very nurturing... this is something new she was talking about the stuff she will do to me... the complications and what will I feel and then she left after she answered all my questions and reassured me that everything will be ok.

to be continued