Random post

Nothing much to talk. Too many things keep inside. Anyway, just random post to ensure my blog wouldn't be dead one. 

 

While 'processing' my bag, bag, bag and bag - I found this. Not to bug talking about my deed, just wanna say I'm happy that Mama is in pink of health today. Alhamdulillah. :) morality: +27 hahahah~

The result

Deepavali break gonna end soon. My life is kinda no fun since my nephews are not around. Plus, it was sort of sad thing when my sis' cat, Kara died. I saw how she suffered for a week T_T.

 I really miss Adam's thousand questions daily;
"Kenapa lembu makan rumput? Adam boleh makan rumput tak? Kenapa crocodile makan daging? Dia tak makan nasi ke? Kenapa Cuwawa tak nak ikut Adam balik? Kenapa Cuwawa kena jaga Tok Mama? Kenapa Tok Mama sakit? Cuwawa dah hantar lukisan kat cikgu Cuwawa?? Yang Mommy marah Adam kata nak jahit mulut Adam tu Mommy tipu je kan, Cuwawa?"

P/s: You're smart, boy. C:

While Aiden:

"Cat... cat... meow... meow..." *shakes the cat's cage*. I know you're animal lover, but all cats are afraid of you. Ha3. You're so adorable, curly curly perm baby. :)

P/s: expecting another nephew this year. ;)

Erm, sorry, too many babbling words. This morning, Mama has taken her operation report. Most important thing is, Alhamudillah, the tumor isn't any kind of cancer cell. And forgive my mistake for previous entry on labeling the last photo. I fixed it already. This is the report:

(Click to enlarge)

INTERPRETATION

A) Left ovarian mass: Twisted fibroma with minor sex cord elements.

     Left fallopian tube : Paratubal cyst. (A few small cysts are also seen)

     Uterus and right ovary : Within normal limits. (Cavity is empty)

B) Omentum : No evidence of malignancy (^__^)
C) Appendix : Periappendicitis. (Not in the picture)

*Fibroma is a type of extraordinary fibroid. The large dusky coloured tumor mass measuring 18 x 14 x 13 cm.

Spending 4 days in hospital

It started on previous Saturday, about 6.00 am, I was awaken when Abang Long called, asking me to go back home. Mama was going for operation that morning, she's having fibroid. I was surprised. Just the previous week I met her, she's in pink of health. Some of my family members were having fibroid operation before, and I've known it doesn't threat life so much. On the same day, I was in my scouting programme - JOTA JOTI, and I was going to get my Wood Badge (consider as one of scout rank). However, I chose to see Mama instead of the award. As I reached KL, Ayah called me, telling that the surgeon said the operation was going to be postponed next Wednesday due some extraordinary result they've just found. I was (-___-)" but I proceeded my plan to go back, with Kakak.




Tuesday:
I requested the Student's Affair Dept. to go back - since I'm a non-troublesome student, they approved my leave easily. As I reached home at mid-night with Abang Long, all other brothers and sisters in law have reached. Only Kakak didn't get her early leave.

Wednesday: 
Mama was admitted in Hospital Pantai Batu Pahat. 11.00 am - went to Surgery Hall.

We, Mama's children and grandchildren, prayed that everything will going fine.

The operation finished at about 2.00 pm. Thank you Allah.

I'd been accompanying Mama after that, until she discharged for 4 days and 3 nights. 

(Adam was just my props, he'd never slept in hospital I bet ha3)

Every single day, the kids came visiting Mama. They'll go back at evening. 

Every single night, Ayah's iPad was accompanying me.
I couldn't play internet if my 'walking modem' (Abang Long's iPhone) gone. T_T

I wasn't alone all time. Ayah and Kakak were staying as well. 

They = One person one night. Me = a person for all nights.

Saturday: Mama discharged. Alhamdullilah. C:

By the way, would you study anatomy a little bit?

DO NOT SCROLL DOWN IF YOU EASILY FEEL GORY. 

5

4

3

2

1

Top: Fat

Left: Appendix

Middle: Uterus

Right: Fibroid tumor (or ???)

Ayah told me before, the doctor said Mama should've known the fibroid existence in her body since I was born. How come she felt that just previous week ago? Only Allah knows.

According to image from the scan, it's only 12 cm, when it came out, could you believe it's only 12 cm? I watched in TV before, these thing could even reached to coconut size, and even bigger!

Plus, the surgeons said her fibroid is quite extraordinary, they're afraid if only it's cancer cell. They send it to KL lab for further research. But we keep praying it wouldn't trouble Mama anymore.

High gratitude to Allah, and thank you everybody whom pray for Mama's health, moral support and visiting her.  :)

My left eye sees you

It's about my left eye again. Finally I went to hospital, consider as unplanned for today's schedule. By coincidence I saw Ruhil and Kak Wani were saying hi to me when I was on the way to go back to hostel, they both were sitting on the bench at Dataran Bestari, waiting for taxi to go hospital. I joined 'em. Thank God, I don't need to wait until this Wednesday to go there as I planned. :D

Good thing was we didn't have to wait soooo long since there was not so many patients today. After seeing the Medical Assistant (MA), he directed me to do eye test. Some assistants there thought there was something wrong with my glasses and told me I should've changed the new one. And I told 'em again and again I change my glasses every single year, and the one I'm wearing now was made on February - and also the problem is just at my left eye, not both. Finally, the MA gave me a form to refer to ophthalmologist. I was like 'err.. do I have to?' 

Medicines from hospital - eye drops and chloro... (I've forgotten). I guess the pink cap looks so cute ha3

The appointment with ophthalmologist suppose to be 14th July, but I asked to postponed it since next week I'll start my practicum and no time to see the doctor. Plus, the appointment only available before noon. Thus, I'll be seeing the doctor on September - well I requested the date after I finish my practicum. The staff there even said "agaknya bulan 9 mata awak dah baik" and I replied "kalau baik saya tak datang la" =P 

I guess I got another sickness - headache, but more to left side head. Dear Allah, I hope I could endure all the pain as I did before. Make me stronger and full of patience, please. You always have the reason why You test me, and help me to accept it with faith. =)

 

God is testing my faith

My left eye seems quite troublesome now. I've just noticed this problem since previous Saturday when my left eyes produced lots tears when I inserted my lens on it. On Tuesday, I tried to insert it back, and again same problem occurred at my left eye. I could only see clearly by right eye. What could I see obviously was sticky tears at my left lens - not at my right lens. Tears couldn't stop flowing and I kept rubbing my left eye until it got red and very itchy.

The next day, during the art lecture, I did the same thing - kept rubbing my left eye. Thus, I've just noticed something seems Déjà vu - I used to do the same thing ever since previous semester during lecture before I started using lens - before April. I've just realized it was one of the reason why I always needed Eye Mo every time, it because when my left eye keep flowing with tears, I kept rubbing and this made my eye irritated. I always feel that Eye Mo could relieve my eyes perfectly - though I know there's side effect for constant using. When I closed and opened my left eye, I felt like a thick membrane existed on it for a few seconds. I searched some information regarding eyes problem, and one of the thing I'm afraid most is glaucoma.

I decided to go hospital today to check it so I went out with Anne at 3.30pm - accompanying her to BSN to make her new ATM card at the first place. Lots people in the bank. Anne's turn was at 4.15pm. While waiting, I kept rubbing my left eye with tissue - tears getting more sticky. After she had successfully renewing her new pin number at the ATM outside, one of the banker came to us and asked Anne about internet banking. He asked me to do the same thing - I told him I've unsuccessfully registered the BSN internet banking 2 times and he ordered me to get the new iPin from the ATM. I made a straight face. Guess what appeared on the ATM slip? 

2 Policemen on duty standing at the door and started having a short conversation with me.

Policeman 1 : Ok dik?
I                   : (shook my head and showed the ATM slip stated DENIED)
Policeman 1 : Awak cukup 18 tahun tak?
I                   : CUKUPLAH! (suddenly little bit pissed off)
Policeman 1 :  Ye ke???
Policeman 2 : Betul dah 18? Lahir bulan berapa?
Policeman 1 : Umur sekarang berapa dik?
I                   : Saya 22 lah! (unsatisfied tone)
Policeman 2 : Eh 22? Sama dengan saya la!
I                    : ...........
Policeman 1 : Laaa... biar betul dah 22 budak ni...
I                    : (=.=)"
Policeman 2 : (Talked to Policeman 1) Umur sama dengan saya rupanya...
I                   : (ignored)

Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude by raising my voice, but I kept thinking it's already 4.50pm and I was chasing the time to go to hospital. I was just little pissed off with the banker asking Anne to get into the bank again to promote internet and mobile banking. Finally we arrived at the hospital at 5.13pm - just few people waiting there. I asked a nurse whether I still could get treatment and she said it's already closed. Well, I didn't blame anyone for what happened, Allah is always testing my faith. So just be more patient dear myself. I still have my right eye =)

 

Another Frankenstein Story (Not for kids!)

I went to Hospital Kuala Lipis on Wednesday (previous week). Another appointment (which supposed to be in March at the first place, but turned May [after 3 times changed the date] since I was so busy bee for long period) to see the orthopedist. Regarding my tendon injury. Since February, I noticed there were two sutures remained hidden under the skin of my middle finger (where the tendon was cut). So I told the doctor (a young lady) to remove 'em. I knew already she had to slice my skin (I'm willingly asking her that favour T_T).

Let's see the step. Click the photo to enlarge.

DO CLOSE YOUR EYES IF YOU FEEL GORY AND HEMOPHOBIA.

1. Get ready.

2. Anaesthetic (yey!) - the dark colour wasn't my blood, it's just iodine.

3. Slice! Cut! Chop! OH NO! (watch the red circle. that's the blade! so cute.)

4. Let's dig and pick. Ouch. (Several times my finger had to be slice again and again, 

since it's hard to pull out the suture)

5. Stitching ( with a kind of suture will decay 'emself)

6. Tadaaa~ DONE! (^__^)Y

I'm the real FRANKENSTEIN.

6. Put the splint.

Extra recoding:

1. See how the doctor try to pick the suture out.

I know it's not so clear LOL

2. How to make a Frankenstein =)

Well, how did I feel? I just felt like 'err... my finger seems to be like a thin rubber layer when she (doctor) cut it' LOL. I becoming senseless watching what the doctor did to my finger 'cuz the pain wasn't same as before (when my tendon injured), that's why I dare to watch the step from A to Z and even snapped the photos myself! Plus, the remaining sutures actually knotted (estimated 1cm each) inside my finger, that's why I always felt so uncomfortable. Thanks to Allah and I felt very relieved. :D

Physiotherapy

It's been long time I didn't update my blog 'cuz I was so busy with my loving nephews. ;)

I'm about to talk about my physiotherapy that started at 8th Dec (suppose to be 10th Nov, ha3!!)

Went to Lipis Hospital though it's holiday, to see the orthopedic specialist after 2 months passed and truly glad to see him and I talked about all my fingers problem regarding to bend and grip 'em.  He told me my middle finger is crooked 'cuz my tendon is quite loose due the deep cut. Surprisingly, he tried to bend my index finger (which is most painful to bend!). It's hurt! (=.=)"

So I started my physiotherapy at the hospital and the physiotherapist just looks like a 19-year-old dude xD

 Do you people know what is this? It contains wax. 

7 times dipping my hand into the wax. Err... it's hot!

Ewww... it's like chewing gum... this is called as 'theraputty'.

I managed to transfer my  physiotherapy session to Batu Pahat Hospital during this holiday, next week will be the last in BP Hospital, and I got 1 present (as ordered by the orthopedic in the transfer note) from Recovery Unit.

THAT'S IT. A BRAND NEW SPLINT! AFTER MADE 5 TIMES!!! ha3

To make my middle finger straight back! :) 

Malang tak berbau

It's less than a week after Eid's holiday, an accident happened to me. 

23rd September 2010

11.30 am: 

I was cutting fliers for VIP for Malam Penghayatan Kemerdekaan in Unit Grafik, IPGKTAA.

I was kinda tired, taking a break for some seconds with non-stabilized emotion and when I started back to continue cutting it, I lost my target to the fliers and the NT cutter cut my 4 left fingers, badly serious. 

My blood stains flooded all over the room, (on table, white board, floor)

With Sarah beside me whom watched this incident, I'm very sorry for troubling her very much... 

Sarah, I'm really sorry.... I wish this incident wouldn't be a nightmare for her, enough just for me alone. 

That moment, I felt so cold, watching my blood drenched on the floor.... and I felt like fainting... but still conscious. 

2.15 pm: 
I was admitted in the general ward of Hospital Kuala Lipis after 2 of my fingers were stitched in emergency unit. Wanna see? 

3 + 6 stitches. Cool, eh? It reminds me to Frankenstein.
The covered one was my middle finger which seriously injured.

The attendant said the tendon of my middle finger was cut as well, after making x-ray luckily nothing happened with my finger bones... I mean phalanges...  So operation was required to fix it.

24th September 2010

5.45 pm: 
I was brought to the surgery hall. The last thing I could remember was my right hand felt so heavy while my left middle finger was about to unwrap from bandage. It's hurt, I can't deny.

7.30 pm: 
I opened my eyes and I felt something stuck on my throat, it's like a tube with liquid, still in the surgery hall and thanks to Allah, everything had passed by. The first question I asked the doctor beside me when I opened my eyes, "Pukul berapa sekarang? Boleh saya tengok jari saya?" (What time is now? May I see my finger?)

26th September 2010
6.00pm: Discharged from hospital. 

Home already. I need to put on this blue stuff for 3 weeks.

3 temporary disable fingers.

When I was admitted in the hospital, I keep playing facebook by my mobile phone and yet people think I was still okay. Well, only Allah knows I was facebooking with tears, it's such a pain living in hospital. But I learned that 'Life is not for sadness' from a book, "La tahzan" (Don't be sad).

Thank you to my family whom had taken good care of me, my friends whom keep supporting and visiting me, my lecturers, and others who keep concerning about me. I'm really sorry I couldn't finished all the foods and drinks you people gave me because I had no appetite that moment. :D