Hospital is never a nice place.

Hospital is never a nice place. Place of sadness, sickness, and more to it, death.
Past 3 days, grandma was complaining stomach pain, well to be precise, she said that she's been having this long gastric pain since about a month ago. So yeah till 3 days ago, she really cant stand the pain, so my mom brought her to a gastro surgeon, and checked.

The doctor said her stomach and liver is all fine, but theres a little abnormality on the heartbeat rate. The doctor immediately asked her to go for a scan with a cardiologist. So my mom brought her to Mahkota Medical for checkup. After checking, results out, it says that the problem is her heart, not the stomach or gastric or watsoever, so guys remember if the pain comes from underneath ur heart dont think its a stomach ache or wat, it could be a HEART ATTACK.
After several endogram tests taken, we get a picture that 1 vein from the left of the heart is blocked 80% and the right side, 3 veins is blocked, actualy theres only one vein, but i mentioned 3 vein, because that 3 veins is just a diversion from a vein, so the main vein is blocked, which means including the 3 veins is blocked. So this is considered one MAJORMAJOR attack. And its like a Bomb wihout any timer in your body, it ticks every seconds without knowing its detonation.

Doctor ordered a direct operation, of course we have to carry on with it, my grandma was strong. She agreed to go on with it, which is the By-pass operation. An operation which includes two surgery that needs to be done on ur body. Taking suitable veins from your legs, and use the veins to "bypass" the blocked veins in your heart. Which totally means that your heart will be as good as new with the new veins. Though theres still risks of getting stroke and pneunomia, ok i dduno wats that pneunomia thing, and i dont want to know. So yeah the operation went on the next day the problem is detected, after several more test is done, doctors acknowledged the problem and know what to do, operation was done at 2pm.

We rushed back to the hospital to accompany my grandma to the operation theathre. And this was a realli saddening moment. That I also dont know what im feeling. It was really feeling tht something is going far away from you, out of your reach, out of your control. No one would able to feel this innervation. I grabbed my grandma hands and say evrything will be ok and goodluck in there, she said dont worry she will be ok, and aggressively saying that she will be seeing us tonight after the operation, when i heard that i became even sore.

After 2 hours plus in the operation theather, an announcement was made, asking for the family member of my grandma go enter the Operation theathre reception for awhile, my mom was waiting there wit my aunt, me and the rest was at home, my mom get a shocked listening to the announcement after 2hours plus, as the operation was said to take about 4hours or so.

But yeah as expected something happened in between, doctors found that the paricardium or i duno what isit and im lazy to find out about it, its actualy a bag that holds ur heart together inside ur body, my grandma "paricardium" was having a hardening effect and is somesort like an infection? So yeah the doctor asked us for our consent to remove it or js let it be and go on for the bypass, but heck, if that paricardium thing is bad, might as well take it all away at once. Dont tell me we close it up and wait for the 2nd time it strikes and my grandma gotta undergo the bypass operation where the chest ribs had to be sawed, and opened to reach the heart section again, i just cant stand to feel how much pain it is to be undergoing such operation.

And so the doctors need our consent because the risks of the operation had increased to 10-20%, when the previous normal bypass operation only have risks of 2-5%, well of course we were worried, but then evryone says, "Do it".

After we made the confirmation the doctor went in again, and this time me my dad and bro rushed to the hospital for updates. So we waited there, and we met this guy from Jakarta, well it seems like theres plenty of indonesians doing their operation and medication in MMC. Its like one of MMC major source of profit is from indonesian. When I say indonesian, i mean those really rich tycoon indonesians. They claimed that the medical experts here are better than the ones in indon, where they paid about the same amount but having bad treatment and so on. So we met this "Pak" who was also waiting for his wife who's undergoing a breast surgery. Something grown inside, it was taken out a few times, but the thing still grow , so the doctor suggest that all of the breast gotta be removed so that it wont get infected again. He was there waiting since 11am, till about we came 5pm plus. We had a chat about Indon and malaysia, and he's a very cool guy, give him ur birth date, and he can tell you which day you are born. As in Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday or so on. Cool? i gotta learn that.

At 7.30 a nurse came out and asking for the family members, we anxiously asked the nurse hows the situation, the nurse said my grandma had been transferred to the ICU, and the doctor wants to speak wit the family member, 2 of them, so my dad and my aunt went in. So we were outside waiting, shivering a lil. But in my heart, i know everything will be fine. As she is in the ICU already. After 10mins dad and aunt came out, when i see their face expressions, i know nothing serious had happened as i see a minor smile on my dads face. He said that the doctor mentioned that the operation was SUCCESSFUL. And says that my grand is very weak right now and needs a balooning machine to support the heart for 1-2 days, at the cost of price. Of course, we gotta do what it needs to make my grandma situation be safer. After knowing my grandma situation was alright, then yeah we were all relieved. And we went Newton for dinner =).

The next day, my mom went to visit grandma in the ICU ward earlier, she gained conscious, and was able to speak like normal already. And at lunch time, i visited her too, she was talking so actively till the nurse asks her to calm down as she had just undergone a bypass operation, any heavy movements may cause the wound to get damaged. I was happy seeing my grandma talking as i heard her few days bfore. I was wearing the ring she gave me a week before. Thank god everything is okay.

But however, Hospital is never a nice place to be in.

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