Admission Day | 1 Aug 2013

I had to be admitted 1 day earlier to prepare myself for the big day.

So in the morning, I re-look at my admission bag trolley luggage, the one which I could easily pull and walk around with. I cleaned up the house as much as I could, so the husband will not have too much to do during my hospitalization stay later. I prepare the kids' bag and clothes for their stay at the in-law's while I'm away. I cut fruits for the husband, so that he could have it after work that night. Technically, as much things I could do to ease myself too after I discharge (like refilling the shower gels, the dish wash etc). Funny isn't it?

Then I went to meet up with the husband for a little lunch date nearby his office. We went to this new-found french restaurant which we both loved. I love the food, I love the short meet-up. Oh, we also get the chance to shop a little for the kids. The husband want to make sure the kids enjoy their stay at the granny's, so he bought toys. And I bought goodie stationery bag for my son, who soon to celebrate his birthday at his school :)

As reluctant as I was, I had to report to the hospital for admission at 2pm. So I reached the hospital around 2:30pm, took the queue number and the waiting game started.

The processes and the time reached my ward is around 3:40pm. It was a good ward with a lot of privacy and amenities. I have the in-house local phone, the attached bathroom, the internet, the windows, the couch for the husband overnight stay, cupboard, working desk and arm-chair, and a safe. 

Meals choice is ala carte, and I'm able to order what I'd like from the menu everyday. Not bad huh? 

Not used to the confined feeling, I went down to roam around the shops at the lobby and window shopped at all the beautiful things. 

I then found out my surgery time for the next day, it was scheduled at 2:30pm at Fri, 2 Aug. I ranted a little bit to the family members knowing the fact that I needed to fast from 12 midnight. It'll be a 14.5 hours wait without food or drinks.

Well, well...

The husband joined me at the ward that night after he went home to settle the chores. I took my strength to savour the yummy food my in-law prepared. Dish per dish, I finished the last baked chicken at 11.30pm! :)

We had difficulty to sleep that night. I had weird dreams about snake. And I could see him waking up a few times in the middle of the night...