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A new lease of life.

A very good Wednesday Morning to readers.
Its 7.33 in the morning and i am very wide awake.

Ive been missing in action for the past one week or so and im very sure you guys are wondering why.

Well, just yesterday, i was discharged from the hospital.

Shocking huh.

Just a week ago, i was saying that i hafta go for checkup, hole in my pocket and now ive spent another 8 days in the hospital, the bill amounting to..... *sigh*

A good thing there's insurance and medisave. =)

Every other day, when im in the hospital, i'd always wake up around this time coz the nurses will give me my medication and i'd shower first (and the 10-13 doctors will come, always while im in the shower), took my med and have my brekkie. Its been like a routine every single day since last week.

The amount of pills amounting to 10 dat i have to swallow every morning.
YUCKS.

So, now that im comfortably home, im getting used to the routine. And mum wants me to take my med every morning so i hafta get up early, which im fine with.

Enough blabbering, i wanna show some pictures from the time i went for my appointment till the time i was discharged. It's like a story altogether la. Hehe.

In the car otw to fetch Mama and then off to TTSH for my check up.

Ok, i noe that its a picture of my neck but im sure you wanna take a look at the lump ryte? See that bump on the right side of the picture?
Looks harmless but its damn bladdy painful ok.

All dressed up for check up, you think?
Hurhur.
I went to work early dat morning so that's my outfit for the day.
Not so dressy as what people says, thats what i thought.

Now this is me, after i finished crying. Heh. This shot which i purposely took was after the doctors (meaning more than one), started touching and pressing the lump, after one of the doctors put a scope into my nose (which i cried again) and after one of the doctors injected 3 tubes of pus from my neck (which i bawled and sobbed loudly till the next patient was afraid to go for her appointment).

Which got my mum realising that I CANNOT STAND PAIN AND THAT IM VERY VERY MANJA.

Which of course i am.

And then i was admitted.
2 days after i was admitted, this is what i got.

I cringe everytime i look at this.
I thought its the most horrible thing on earth.
I dont even know whats the outcome of my neck till bf took this shot for me to see.

Days later...

The drainage is gone.
Felt a lil burden off my shoulders.
Im able to go downstairs for a walk and all.

And days days later...

Stitch is off.
It doesnt look so bad now.
But the cut is way longer than that in real life.

My 8 days in the hospital is full of ups and downs.
The first few nights, i cried myself to sleep.
I dont know why i did.
Maybe its coz its my first time being admitted and i was scared.
The drip is damn bladdy painful till my left hand was swollen.
I felt so so alone..?
I have no idea but emotions got the better of me.
I cry every single time.

Before each antibiotic dose, where the inject me through the IV.
Before every scan.

There was this one time, after the operation, it was 3 in the morning, i woke up feeling really really cold and my neck was really really painful.
I started crying, sobbing and all.
I pressed the call bell and the nurse rushed in.

I think i managed to just whisper out the word, 'Pain' while crying.
They gave me painkillers and i drifted off to sleep.

It was terrible.

And it just didnt end there.

I was very very depressed when i was told that they found TB in the cells of the lymph nodes.

TB is infectious mind you and if i had TB, it would mean that i have to stop going to work and that all the people i contact with me will have to be screened and quarantined.
My kids as well!

The last few days was a downer. I kept crying and crying.

What if i had TB?
What will i do if i cant go to work?
What if im infectious?

Those questions kept ringing into my ears.

I remember crying and BF was looking at me, his eyes so full of worry and concern.
It just touches me how he could down down to the hospital everyday since i was admitted to keep me accompany.

Thank you love!~

I took more tests 3 days before i was discharged.
Those tests were to ensure that i wasnt infectious.

The first results came and it was negative so i had to wait a while more for the second results.
Tuesday came and as usual after brekkie, i'd be napping after playing PSP.
So there i was sleeping when i felt someone touching my arm.

"Diyana, the test results is out. You can go back. Its negative." the doctor said.

I quickly sat up.
I was just so happy to be cleared of being infectious and that i was allowed to go home.

Called Mum, Bf, Ija, Saddiq and texted a few others to tell them i was discharged.

It really felt like i was given a brand new lease of life.
It was just so exhilarating.
I was so excited to be going back home that by 11 that morning, i have changed out of the hospital clothes. (i was discharged at 1-ish mind you)

WHen i reached back home, my grandparents greeted me at the door. Nenek kissed both my cheeks. They were both looking at my wound.

Since Bf was around, i called Pizza Delivery as i was craving for pizza. Bought alot as my BFFs (Inda and Ween) are coming round to visit me at home as well.
My first Monday night at home was well spent.
With Bf always by my side.
My BFFs who never fail to cheer me up.
And who could forget my very best friend who is giving birth anytime soon.
She wasnt there but she will text or call me to ask for my well being.
She wanted to come visit but i forbid it coz i have an infection and she is preggie.

I love you guys can!~

Thank you for the basket of fruits and flowers.
Thank you for the well wishes.
Thank you to those who came and visit.
Thank you to those who call or text to ask for my well being.
Thank you Dr Lee Boon Yang! (Big boss lei, must mention his name. hehe)
Thank you Mama for coming every single day, forsaking your work, for me.
Thank you Dan for sending Mama to visit me.
Thank you Bf for always being there for me no matter what.

Take my hand and lets walk the journey of life, together.

P/s- My principal diagnosis is Tuberculous Lymphadenitis.
I do have TB BUT i am NOT INFECTIOUS.
Am currently on medication for the next 2 weeks before my follow up appointment on the 1st of September.

P/p/s - I will be on hospitalisation leave till 9 of September.
A month of not going back to work.
Its only the 2nd week but...
I miss my kiddies already ok.

P/p/p/s - My wound still hurts. Cant move around that much. But im sure it will get better. Insyallah.

P/p/p/p/s - Can i just say, i purposely dont wanna post pictures of Bf.
A lil mystery never hurts.
Hurhur.

Update: I changed the dates.
The days when im not at work or having been cooped in the hospital, i have lost track of days and dates. I was actually discharged on Tuesday.

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