Pa and ma went to hospital to get the biopsy report early in the morning. While I was on my way to work, mum called... "Are you driving now, Ven?" "Yes, called you back in a short while. I have no handsfree..." I called back, I sensed something not right... Mummy picked up the phone, and she told me she is admitting to hospital in the noon. Daddy will be accompanying her, asked me not to worry. From the report, mummy diagnosed with the breast cancer and she has to be operated soonest possible.
I hung up the phone and drove back to office calmly... As soon as I reached office, I called back asked if she wants a second opinion from one of our befriended doctor. As she explained over the phone, as per doctor, it is confirmed that the lump is a cancerous cells and she doesn't want to drag... I cried. Daddy called back telling me to be brave and strong yet I felt helpless and empty. Pa ma asked me not to tell anyone, as they afraid the news will frighthen everyone as it is such a sudden.
Till noon, I couldn't bottled up anymore... I knew need to inform Sis. I SMSed her during lunch time, she immediatly called back and asked. I cried again as I explained... I felt so painful inside, I felt so helpless, I do not what to do. My tears keeps falling down uncontrollably on my cheeks...
27 May 2009, 10:00am
Mummy called me from hospital telling me that she will be pushed in to the operation theater at 11am. I asked her not to worry, telling her I will be there went she is out from the operation. I packed my thinngs up in office, rushed back home meeting daddy, had a quick lunch and we headed to hospital rightaway. Reached there at the ward, at 3:10pm...
I headed to her room, no one inside... I walked out and asked around from the nurses, mummy was still in the opeartion theater. I was so worried... why it is takes so long? Doctor once mentioned that the ops will only takes 1 - 2 hours, but now 4 hours had past. Soon after we went into the waiting room, we over heard the nurses saying that a patient is being pushed back from the OT. Pa and I quickly followed them and waited, mummy is on the way back to ward.
She was still drowsy, until she complaint she was hungry at about 5:00pm. Doctor dropped by once before this and she is allowed to drink and eat if she feels to, as long as she does not feel vomitting if she drinks. So, I gave her a lil' bites of soft bread and a quarter cup of plain water. Doctor came back and checked on her conditions after that, found out that the wound was swollen, suspecting blood clotted inside. After some doctors' discussion, informing daddy about the seriousness, mummy has to be pushed in again for the second operation to remove the clotted blood soonest possible.
The risk - mummy ate and the possibility of getting chocked will happen and it will causes pneumonia. If a patient ate, she has to be fast for at least 6 - 8 hours to ensure her stomach is empty and all muscle and organs die-down...
6:30pm - No choice, we have to take the risk... Everyone was very worried looking at mummy's condition. She was transfered to the "ICU", given the assistance of oxygen to help her breath smoother. Nurses were busy preparing the packets of bloods and platelets. Machines monitoring her blood pressure and pulse... Pa, Sis, Vin and aunty were all here praying for mummy.
8:10pm - Mummy was being pushed in to the OT again. Expecting her to return to the ward at 10pm. We went out for a quick dinner. Everyone have no appettite and I felt not hungry at all. We rushed back to hospital and waited at the waiting room. Every single minute seems take so long. Mummy was still inside until 11pm, i began to worry and asked why it takes so long. Vin saw me could not sat still, I was walking around, peeping outside hoping that mummy is being pushed out. He came by my side, comforted me.
11:30pm - Mummy being pushed out, we followed her back to the ward. Nurses transfered her back to the bed. She fall asleeps. Daddy asked us to go home and he will be staying over to look after her. We raeched home at 1am, showered, getting stuffs ready for tomorrow and I slept at 2:30am. A long and tough battle day is over...
28 May 2009, 5am - Mummy's birthday
I woke up, bathed and Vin followed. We reached hospital at 6:30am, with myself having an uncertain thoughts, mixed feelings and mentally unrest. Vin was quiet all the way sending me to hospital, held my hand tightly... giving me strength. As we reached to the ward, I saw mummy sitting upright on the bed, waving outside looking for a nurse. I quickly went in and asked, "What do you want?" "You feel pain?"
"No dear, mummy wanna go bathroom... Daddy went downstairs for breakfast." I asked if she can walks, and she said yes. Thank GOD... I see her getting well this morning. She is getting better. I helped her to the bathroom and Pa came back. He said, "It's too early now. All cafeteria yet to open for business." Pa said whole night no complaint from mummy that she is pain or feel uncomfortable. She even came down from bed and washed her face in bathroom earlier. Seems like she is progressing well...
I accompanied mummy whole day in the hospital. Vin and aunty came by during lunch & dinner. Soon later in the evening, mummy has transferred back to the normal ward into her own room. Everyone feel more comfortable and easy. Mummy still looks tired, she still sleeps and resting on the bed.
For the following days, Pa and I took turns to stay back at the hospital to accompany mummy at night. Mummy got discharged from hospital on Sunday noon, she came home feeling blessed and happy. On and off, every two to three days, Pa got to send her back to hospital for check-ups and removal of the tubes that still attached on her body for discharge.
10 June 2009, 9:30am - Daddy's birthday
Today, Pa is sending her back to hospital again for the ultrasound on the abdoment checking. This is to ensure if the cancer cells has spread around and to take pre-caution early. They went out early in the morning, I have yet to call them to check on the result. I hope everything goes on well, no spreading and mummy will not have to suffer for the unnecessary.
Dear GOD, do you hear my prayers?
Please spare my mum from diseases and sufferings...
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