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Monday, September 01, 2008

Loaded memories conquer.
4bia for late night movie, i strongly recommend this flick to give yourself some jumps and seats jerking, especially the first and last story. Handmade kebab roll for supper.
4 outta 5 popcorns.
Tossing and turning, flipping and flapping, my mind was practically about needles and even my dreams or i would rather call them nightmares, were about that. To SGH with Kalai, all was fine and nerves weren't that wrecking. Dad was waiting over there, for payment and parent's consent. I reckon that it must be life threatening that's why i needed the parent's consent.
To distract my attention and fears, we started snapping after i changed into the somewhat maternity gown.











Adding on to the anxiety, a nurse pushed a trolley of needles, scalpels and bandages right in front of us, "This is scary shit, it must be my trolley, they are preparing."
Ultrasound to define the area, then the doctors started coming in to explain the procedures to me. Before that, being inquisitive, i asked to see the size of the biopsy needle, damn was it thick, thank god i didn't pass out.
The shot of anesthesia wasn't that painful but i felt the prick. It kinda send some goosebumps, or maybe the room was cold. I practically had my eyes shut for the first 2 insertions, how i wish they put me to sleep with GA instead of LA. Plucked up the courage to view the whole process on the monitor, still in the state of disbelief. I literally felt the cut on my tender skin, more like a penknife cut but with a scalpel, followed by 5 insertions to extract tissue. Initially i thought it's gonna be a one time extraction, the pain was not unbearable but the force was evident. An example i would use would be like skewing the kebabs. The whole ordeal took nearly an hour, compression for 15minutes to stop profuse bleeding, i think i got bruised from it. Bandaged up tightly, slowly the wearing off anesthesia is making me feel the sore and sometimes a short sharp pull.
Under observation for about an hour, then lunch-ed with Kalai, who waited for me throughout everything. Called boyfriend and all those concerned ones.
Plunked onto bed, deep but discomforting sleep after painkillers. Consciousness sets in, dinner and i feel like a queen today. Oh it's fasting month now, i should get started too. It also signifies the end of Hungry Ghosts Festivals, damn.
Judgment day, Friday.

P.S. outstanding pictures uploaded in previous posts.