First is everything.

Everything started on 23rd of December 2011. Starting from twilight, I felt an unexplainable pain on the right side of my lower abdomen. The pain continues as night became darker and darker. I remember, it was midnight when I came to father and said "I can't stand the pain any longer". He drove me to the nearest private hospital, Pantai Cheras Medical Center. After a killer waiting, I finally met the doctor. A guy probably in his mid of 30s, very tall and handsome. Yes, indeed he is. Everything was spilled out. From A - Z, there's no secrets. He checked me and said "I have to admit you, I suspect you have appendix". My mind went blank. What's appendix? Why does it sounds so scary? Why do I have it? Aren't I too young? Then he continued "Everybody has appendix but only a few had problems with it". That's how I was admitted. He took my blood for tests. Hand drip and gave me a super painful painkiller. I remember he said "I can't find your vein, can we put the drip higher?". I told him "Use my right hand instead" and he does. He came back later with the blood test result and said, "As for now everything leads to appendix. You have to stay here tonight. The specialist will come and check you tomorrow morning" and that's how my day ends.

The very next morning, I woke up and see my parents at my bed side while enduring an enormous pain ables me to smile. Around 8AM, the specialist came. He checked and ask me to went for ultrasound. What's a ultrasound? The imaging device used to checked babies. The result came out and the specialist confirms that I have appendix. I was scheduled for EMERGENCY SURGERY. As the said that, I went pale. Who's not scared of the Operation Theater? Anything could happen in there especially when you know, you have ASTHMA. The doctor said "Don't worry, it's just a small surgery. I have done this many times from old lady to babies" and smiled. I was a bit convinced but I'm still scared.

Changed to the surgery uniform and I was pushed to the OT along with all of my family members. I was taped to the bed and the specialist came in and tell me "Don't worry" smiled and pat me. I remember the sound of the metals colliding, i suppose it was the knives, then I was injected with a painful medication, covered with masked and that's all that I can remember.

As I open my eyes, it was raining. My eyes can stop crying. The after effect of the surgery was really painful. Only Allah knows how I felt at that time. One of them came to me and said "Sharifah, you have awake. Congratulations! The surgery was a success!". The first word that came out from me was "I wanna vomit". He went and search me a container. I want, and tried to vomit number of times but the pain was so great and tears came out instead. I was brought out of the OT and how glad was I to see my father and sister. My mother and other sisters were waiting for me at my room. The same guy just now showed me the specimen. While still not fully unconscious, I remember holding it.

I was then sent to my room by bed. Seeing all of my family members there makes me feel so blessed. I continue on trying to vomit and finally I did vomit. It was very painful and tears flow non stop. I know my mother were unable to look at my pain but she was still there helping me out. My drip was continued. I slept till night and changed my room to a single bed room. I survive more than 24 hours without any food and another 24 hours on drip as I recall, glucose.

The next morning, 25th December 2011. My hand was all swollen. The glucose and the antibiotics that I've taken are too much already. I had to change hand for the drip. Remember the handsome doctor? He came to my room personally to put another drip for me.
When he entered the room he said "Oh you, so how was it? It was really appendix?".
"Yeah"
"Oh, so when is your surgery"
"Yesterday morning"
"Oh! you operate already, so this is my drip that other day?"
"Yep"
"At least it last for 2 days, haha"

He have this way of holding patients hand. Like holding a princess. Again, he can't find my vein and had no choice but to put the drip higher. He said it's gonna be painful. My automatic reaction, I pulled my hand away and he pulled it back. LOL

The whole day was boring plus about enduring pain. I can't laugh, cough, sneeze. Talk also very softly. When my sister came to accompany me, I can't stop laughing. It was really bad. Tears flow continuously, I felt sorry for my sister since it's my fault for laughing but she felt bad.

The next day was a new day. it was deepavali anyway and my specialist is an Indian. I was told that I will be discharged. I was so happy. But waiting for them to discharged me was hell. It took them the whole day to process it. I tried to walk around slowly and I realised that the scenery from my room was very beautiful. How should I know before right? I was on the bed all the time. On the way home, bumper is not a friend of mine. Every movement is define as PAIN. Then I finally came back and bath.

So, this is my appendix experience and also my first time surgery experience. Yes, it was scary to be truth but having a person like my specialist makes things easier. This experience teaches me all about patience and enduring hardship. It was 3 weeks before SPM as I remember when I got appendix. But, I'm very thankful now that I'm all healthy now. Alhamdulillah. Thank You Dr. Hazizi as my emergency doctor and Dr. Retna for treating my appendix.