我的第二刀

My second op... To remove a two year "resident" over my left shoulder.

This giant pimple look alike lump couldn't be removed by pimple cream but only through formal surgical procedural when I was put on a table like bed, shone by thousand watts mega LEDs... Pricked by needle until I couldn't feel the pain (at the shoulder area only) anymore...

Days before the op, I felt unusually at ease... too nonchalant that my Lulu decided to disturb my inner peace.

He said "Don't be scared... Don't be scared!"

"I'm not scared...", I responded almost immediately.

He continued with a grin, "I'm not talking to you. It's the nurse talking to the surgeon."

@#$^^&*^$#

His nonsence didn't stop there... While waiting for the op, he continued his Don't be scared scare...

He said to me, "When u are pushed inside to the op theatre, the surgeon will say Don't be scared."

The naive me who always fall for his tricks, "Oh really? They said that to you the last time?"

He gave that same grin and completed his disturbing nonsense, "No... The surgeon is not talking to u. He's telling himself not to be scared."

@#$^^&*^$#

I lost consciousness during my first opp which was full body anesthesia the moment they stuffed the tubes into my windpipe.

This time was just LA, I was conscious throughout the preocedure even thought I could not feel the pain of cuts and drills, my aging ears were working just fine...

The moment the young surgeon saw me being prep for the procedure. He tapped my arm gently and said, "Don't be scared..."

The little calmness in me was suddenly stirred because the first thing I could linked was to Lulu's lame jokes...

During the procedure, I overheard the conversation of the two surgeons...

Surgeon 1, "What is this? Definitely more than a cyst..."

Surgeon 2, "Is that the shoulder joint?"

Surgeon 1, "Cannot be lah! Shoulder joint how can be here?"

Me @#$^^&*^$#

Surgeon 1, "You want to make it (the incision) bigger? Go ahead... Make it bigger!"

Then I felt like I was being sawed...

Surgeon 1, "Okay, that's the cyst wall...Okay, definitely the cyst wall."

After stitching and applying pressure pad to the bandage over my left shoulder, surgeon 1 told me, "Okay, it's out! Its done. We tried to make it (the incision) very small only."

That's pretty much the experience of my 第二刀... On the "funny" side...

Thank you, Lulu, for staying by my side all the six times when I was lying on the hospital bed. All your love has touched me deeply, since 19 years ago... and definitely more in coming years just not in hospital bed anymore...Thank you! 😘