♥dad's successful operation!
Daddy just had his slip disc operation. It was a success, and he's recovering really fast. :D
Weijie and I spent almost our 26th month in the hospital.
Like Weijie mentioned in his blog, "near 15hours of staying in the hospital, i'm glad it's all worth it, seeing e-lis dad recovering fast and so refresh aft a long op! haha.not exactly long but to the ones waiting, it was loooooooong, right e-lis?"I woke up at about 6am to get ready, and leave the house. Aunt Waileng took half day to accompany Daddy and settle the admin stuff for him at the hospital, so I was like calefare, but not quite. Weijie came over to meet us at 6.45am, and that's really early for him. We took a cab down to Singapore General Hospital, and Daddy waited at the Day Room for Patients, and we went to settle things at the admin office. When we went up and wait for Daddy to be allocated to his room, there was this group of 5 trainee doctors who wanted to interview Daddy. Daddy accepted the interview willingly, and he was very sporting.
We were brought to Daddy's ward after that, and it was almost luxurious. There are 4 beds in a room, and each bed is entitled to one television, the rooms has aircon, a toilet and a bathroom. Considered not bad for hospital already, a Class B at least. There we met Daddy's room mates, and the three of them were going to be discharged on that day itself. They had already stayed there for almost a week. There was this Ang Moh Pai guy, who was very funny and friendly in a cool way, and the other two were old Hokkien grandfathers. One of them had the same problem as my Dad, and did the same operation. The other two had a knee operation, and one of their's was damn disgusting and scary. It was like a large long and deep slit on his left swollen knee, and it looked like it had been cut open and then sewed back. Scary lah. The four of them had a chat, and the Ang Moh Pai Uncle talked to Weijie and I. He asked Weijie if he was Daddy's son, and he pointed to me. It just happens. He asked us if we were still schooling and all, and started joking with us like, SP is 'sure pass', NP is 'no pass', NYP is 'not yet pass', and he havent thought of any for RP. There was this Indian nurse who came in and heard him, and she told him, "Sir, your joke very good ah, very funny. No wonder the sun crying (because it was raining)." LOL! And that Ang Moh Pai Uncle very funny lah! The way he talk is just damn cool lah, I think cooler than my Dad, but my Dad cuter, even the nurses there said so. The same group of trainee doctors came to find Daddy again, and this time they wanted to have a check-up on him to have a closer look at his condition. Once they left, he said he felt like a guinea pig.
Daddy was sent into the operation theatre not long after, and Daddy told us not to worry instead of us telling him that. Aunt Waileng, Weijie and I went for lunch after that, and I told them I will treat them, because Dad gave me 60bucks for two days expenditure on food. One shot, we ordered three set meals at Delifrance, 30bucks gone. Whoaaa. Aunt Waileng went off for work, so Weijie and I went up to the Day Room to play with our laptop or PSP. I was re-playing Feeding Frenzy 2, and Weijie got so interested, he got his hands on it as I took a nap. He's so lousy, he kept losing in just the first few stages. We waited there at the Day Room, and I was checking the television for Daddy's identifier code, so that we would know what is Daddy's condition at that point of time. I thought the numbers were generated by the hospital except the last letter from the NRIC. I saw a letter I on one of the codes, and it read 'Moving back to Ward'. So I went back to the ward with Weijie to wait for Daddy to come. There was this lady who came to fetch her father, and once I came in, she said in Hokkien, "She not Singaporean right?" Obviously I don't understand what she said, so Weijie just kept saying things like, "You look like Filipino or Indonesian meh, or Caucasian?" Out of all nationalities he mentioned, of course I want to look like Ang Moh lah! So they all started talking to us, and the same lady asked Weijie how come HIS father is taking so long. I was like huh, why everyone assumes that my Daddy is his Daddy, and always asks him instead of me. So sad lah. I watched them discharge and go home, and the two ah gongs never say bye to us, except the Ang Moh Pai Uncle family bid us farewell.
Daddy only came back to the ward 2hours later, and kept us worrying a lot. However, when Daddy came back on the stretcher bed, he was awake! There was a few male nurses who helped him get onto the ward bed, and there was this Indian nurse started rattling about soccer with Weijie and the nurses, a hardcore Man U supporter I suppose, a very excited one. He told the other guy nurse that he was a F1 driver, and asked him to park the F1 car carefully (the stretcher bed). I realised that the Indian nurses in the hospital have a very good sense of humour.
I had to SMS all the concerned family members, and even Sis in Sweden. Daddy had a doctor he doesn't even know coming in to check on him, and he told the doctor that he didn't even feel like he just under went the knife. He couldn't have been under the anaesthetic for so long though. Daddy was so happy wriggling his toes, and kept repeating, "How wonderful".
Daddy was served cheesecake and milo, and it tasted not bad, diabetic one some more. He must have felt very blessed to have his daughter feeding him. There was a nurse helping him to put on a pair of thermal socks. Daddy kept on ranting that he looks sexy in the long socks, like wearing white stockings. this A lot of nurses who attended to him, all said that my Dad very cute and funny, it made me feel so happy. Hahahha. Daddy asked Weijie to do things for him, that I guess made him feel very part of the family. :D 
Daddy still didn't want to sleep after he finished eating the cheesecake, and wanted to watch TV. So we let him have his own TV time, Weijie and I went downstairs to get some food. We ended up eating at the Kopitiam just opposite Deliferance, and to everyone out there at SGH, do not eat the Malay stall from there. The food sucked like crap man, we ordered some smashed chicken rice with a potato croquette, and beef noodles. The chicken rice was still quite okay, the beef noodles was just mee reebus with beef meatballs. But the beef balls smelled weird and tasted sour. Waliao, not for dogs to eat one lah, let alone humans. We walked around the compound, and bought Strawberry Pocky and Twirl Cadbury chocolates back up to the ward. We stayed there throughout till Aunt Waileng came to visit Daddy. We all decided to go back before the latest visiting hours, and we went seperate ways from Holland V.Now, just a day after the operation, Daddy's already back. His recovery rate is already considered very fast, as compared to the other old uncle who took at least 5 days to recover. I'm so glad he's back, and he's gonna be staying at home for 1 month. So I will try not to go out so early and come home early. Love you Dad. And thank you Weijie for being there to accompany me throughout at the hospital, and hope your Mummy is feeling much better now. I love you too :D
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talking champagne wishes and caviar dreams.
