Monday, August 19, 2013

my cyst.

Hahahaha the title is hilarious.

So I have this thing, I guess it's genetic as my grandmother had it which I still remember was freaking huge on her right shoulder, my cousins had it too.
It did no harm, it rarely sting. I named it Mr. B (hahahah idk why it even has a name)

So I went to our family doctor and the doc said its cyst. Luckily it was not cancer, yes 'phew'. I thought it was a mere consultation but suddenly the doc said I must go for operation.
I was not prepared. I never expect to go for operation oh so quickly.
So I went to the surgery room, damn it I was soooo nervous and scared!
'I will give you injection, it’s not pain' and so I get 8 injections one after another. 
Eight eightttt god it was so painful.......

Throughout the surgery I shut my eyes tight, bite my thumb the whole time, closed my ear so hard with my other hand because of the scissors sound and all is just urgh! In my head I think of a lot of things to distract myself, like is it ending soon?

So when everything ended, they forced me to look at my stitch, it was horrible-looking and there’s blood everywhere, all I said was, ‘that is all mine?’ I’m so skinny and they take a lot of my blood! But yknw like in the movie will have those kind of scene, it is real! And they showed my cyst which was.. nah its okay. (Mr. B, farewell to you..)

So the doctor said my cyst already reaching my muscle, it will get worst if I never went for operation and if it reach my bone, I can’t walk for the rest of my life! 
Yup, my Mr. B was that deep! I feel so bless that I can walk (':
So now everyday is a stay home day for like 10-14 days and I can’t let my wound get infected or else I have to go for another surgery. Damn no.
But there’s a lot of blood on my dressing (is it even normal?) or maybe like my family said, I’m just so paranoid.

I just need to write about all these, memory of course teehee (though it was a minor operation, but I’m so healthy you see!) and since I'm sort of bed-ridden, what else can I do?

The 8 injections, mother of injection.

&& Farees is super nice, super sweet, thankful to have him (‘:
Its like I know I have someone I can depend on.
Just wanna say (how many times I've said this but still..) thank you for being in my life 

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