My first and I hope my last surgery

This is one of the bad memories that I ever had. I don’t know maybe it because my first time to have ‘relationship’ with a hospital, and I hate it. When I was in my holiday at home,  A week ago before I had to do a surgery, I went to the doctor to check something on my breast. The first doctor said to me that it’s only a usual lump that every month I want to get menstruation, and the doctor also said to me to be not afraid. Hearing that statement, make me felt better. But he still suggest me to check to him back after one week I finished my period, if there is still a bumps, we have to check what kind of bumps it is.

My holiday at home was over; I should go back to Purwokerto to continue my study in Unsoed. Day by day in Purwokerto, I always checked it every day.  I know, I found myself afraid, but I can’t show it to my parents, I try to pretend that I’m okay with it, I don’t want to make my parents apprehensive about me. One week after my period was over, my parents told me to go back to home, to check it again to the doctor. I have Alloh, and I know everything is going to be okay with Him. The third day I was in home, I went back to the hospital, my parents want me to check to another doctor just to make sure about the diagnosis. Even I’ve got suggestion to check in surgical doctor, but I try to check to the intern special doctor. After that I must check to the radiology clinic to check what kind of bumps it is. And the last doctor that I checked it is a surgical doctor. His name is dr. Tony. After I check it to him, he suggests me to do a surgical operation. It’s kind of heart attack for me, I never imagine to do that. I asked him about another way to blotting out the bumps. If I don’t want to get a surgery, I have to do a therapy intensively. But I can’t because I have to go back to Purwokerto as fast as possible. My mother said to me “it’s okay dear, it’s only small operation, you just have to stay here one night, and then you become health again”.  I know my mother also afraid about my operation, bus she wants me to get healthy and not worried about the bumps anymore. She also tried to speak with my father, after heard about that my father directly go back to house and prepared everything. On the other hand my old brother oppose this operation, he also worried about me who never had ‘relationship’ with the hospital.

            8^th Wednesday 2015, I had my first and I hope my last surgery. At 04:00 pm. I and my family went to the hospital. After I arrived the entire nurse already prepared my room surgery and my infusion. It is also my first infusion, when I spoke with the nurse how if I drunk a water, and she startled about what I said, she said to me if I’m not fasting when I will have a surgery, I will throw up during the surgery. Because of that my surgery almost be canceled, but dr. Tony said, okay you will be given a potion, so you will not throw up during the surgery. At 05:00 I was taken to the sterile room, I have to take off all of my clothes. After that some nurse brings me to the surgery room, I saw 2-3 doctors in that room, after that I lost my conscious. 2 hours later I found myself using interval oxygen on my nose, and then I lost my conscious again. I feel some people talked with me, but I can’t open my eyes, because I’m still under the drugs. After 1 hour later, I was really conscious where I am, who someone who talked with me is, try to awaken me, spoke with me, stroking my hair and cheeks. They are my family, my mother, my old-brother, my father stand not to close; I knew He can’t see me at that kind moment. He was afraid if He will cry in front of me, but I can saw clearly his apprehensive face. A moment later I should move to my room, and after that I was sleep whole night. In the tomorrow morning, my parents should went back to house and met some client at home, so I only with my brother in the hospital. This is my first time seeing him really afraid of me. He took care everything that I need, he also helped me to go to the bathroom, he feed me a fruit, helped me to move the television channel, charge my phone, he helped me everything. In the afternoon dr. Tony visits me in my room, he checked my condition.

At that moment, I know how the feel to stay over in the hospital, and it was felt so badly. Doctor Tony said if I ate very well, and can ate all the food I can go back to my house as fast as possible, so I asked my brother to help me to eat all of the food. In the evening, before dr. Tony visits me again, I already prepared to go back to my house, and he said okay, as long as I ate all of the drugs. And he also said to me to not chicken so much, because it will be dangers to my condition later.

            After the surgery success, I’m very thankful to Alloh. Now I became more selected when I chose something to eat.