Hospitalised Day 1

I thank my little notebook and pencil which follow me wherever I go. So that I could note down this and that when my disappointing memory fails me (so often).

3rd July, Friday

At Singapore General Hospital A&E 2pm+:
A cannula was inserted on the back of my right hand. Injection was given through it to reduce the acid-production in my gastric. Oral Medication was also given after I showed the medication I received from my family doctor to the female A&E doctor. I was told to wait for 2 hours before she could check on me again. Lower Abdominal Pain and Gastric Pain did not improved . She brought me to the observation ward, where I laid down with many others in our own clothings. I was instructed to rest till 12midnight before I could be discharged.

4pm:
After blood and urine tests' results turned out fine, they took me to the gynae department. Did ultra-scan which brought back lovely memories of what it felt like being pregnant. Top of tummy and in the virginal, both were done. Report was clear. "Good News!" exclaimed the doctor. But I was not happy cos' I was still in pain. It was dinner time when I was back to the observation ward. Both 'spots' hurt terribly after a few spoonful of rice. But hunger pushed me on. Taking breaks in between every other bite before the plate was finally emptied.

11pm:
Seeing no improvement, they decided to admit me. I was on 'drip' since eating hurt so much.

I requested for B2 ward: a 6 bedded, non-air conditioned ward. But they pushed me to an A-Class Ward ('cos no beds were available in B2 then) : Single bed with facilities comparable to that of a hotel room; other than the furniture were more run down.

Personal toilet, equiped with hair dryer, a mini division between the place to pee and bathe. Beside the toilet was a wardrobe!!! All patients were required to wear that 'sickly costume', why would there be a need for wardrobe??! *eyes rolled*Anyhow, I made full use of it, hanging my Black T-shirt and jeans which I wore in the morning.

A writing desk complete with catalog and magazines. Safe Deposit Drawer was beside the bed too. Telephone for chatting pleasure. Of 'cos, not forgetting a personal TV hanging down from the ceiling, which shows special channels like HBO and plays music from my favourite radio stations.

You think I was happy? I was not! I was so scared I couldn't sleep that night. I kept the door wide open and lights on. Tiredness won me over and dozed off unknowingly.

When I woke up a couple of minutes later, the door was closed and the room was pitch black! I thank the inventors who put the lights control buttons by the bed. I switched on all lights again, got up, opened that heavy door again. I 'warned' the nurses NOT TO CLOSE THE DOOR AND NOT TO TURN OFF THE LIGHTS!

Little did I expect the nurses rotated their duties and the new batch of nurses (not knowing my orders) switched off all the lights and closed the door!
Practically, the whole night I was up and down my bed opening the door and switching on the lights.... *faint*