Tuesday, May 31, 2005



The report came out and it has been verified that Dad has tumour. The tumour is at the tip of his intestine and according to the doctors, it is malignant. dad will be going for operation today. I have really random thoughts. Pray, pray for him. It is horrible as to what stress can lead to. Dad has always been a careful eater. No oil, No fried food, no junk food, no ice, ample exercise schedules, daily meditations, extremely hygenic... and of all people, this has to happen to him. It makes me wonder what would happen to me with less healthy eating habits.

The patient diagonally opposite Dad's bed is a 78 yr old man that has no idea why his skin turns out to be red, blue, yellowish and itchy. The first day he came in, he chatted gently to his wife, asking her not to worry, smiling at her assuringly. All it took was an injection that resulted in drug overdose and that made him awake for 4 days, hallucinating every possible things, screaming, talking to himself and everyone he sees. He claimed that there were prawns at the ceiling, he was in a hotel and would be taking a flight off, that a taxi is waiting for him at the lobby, that the nurses and doctors are kidnappers that held him captive. His son stopped him from pulling out the needles at the wrist and he started scolding him for being an ingrate, helping outsiders instead of his father. These were all in Cantonese. His wife just sat at a corner, jaded with the behaviou, doing nothing, looking at the gentle husband hurling abuses at the innocent son. This is what drug can do to a person. I witnessed how he spoke to his grandson asking if the teachers in school spank his backside, I also witnessed how he kicked his son away, fought with the doctors, spoke in Japanese, English, Hokkien, Mandrian, Teochew, Malay, preach on Confuscious teachings. I saw him faint, I saw them tie him up... This is drug, this is hospital. He came in mentally sound.

Much as I hate to say this, I am worried for Dad. The ward has four patients, but there is an empty bed. That makes 3 patients including dad. The man tried to strangle the uncle that night and Dad was put in charge of pressing the nurse call button. That isn't my idea of resting. I do sympathise with the poor man, his son and his wife, but I want Dad to have enough rest too. I will see how it goes today. Dad will be sleeping after the operation. Hope things will be fine.


Jacqueline
7:58 AM






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