Friday, September 15, 2006

Abang's Operation: Part 2

... continued from Part 1

Around 12.50pm, the nurse called me back in again. This time round, the lights in there have been dimmed and only the operating lights were blaring onto Abang’s tummy. There was a white cloth being put across between Abang’s head and his torso, macam dalam cerita ER semua tu la, supaya Abang tak boleh nampak what’s being done onto him. And along Abang’s legs, there laid, like, hundreds of operating gadgets it seems… scalpels, pliers, thongs and what nots. Aiyohhhh. Aku gelabah giler, siut..!!!

The Doc and his two nurses dah each bertutup litup with all the operating gears, and one of the nurses handed me the gears for me to put them on… all cap and mask and gown. Another nurse pi ke viewing glass beside the door, and pulled up the blinds for everyone at the waiting area to witness the procedure!! Then I was told to sit on the stool behind the door at the corner of the room, and be calm and tenang.

Bloodyhell, people. I wouldn’t think I could be calm and tenang when I was actually about to witness my husband being cut open with him being conscious all the while!!! But for my husband’s sake, I said, “OK, Dr. InsyaAllah saya tenang,” rather calmly. And that’s when I started holding my hands till the knuckles turned white sambil mula baca Ayatul Kursi.

The first thing the Doc did was to go to the back of the room, behind a sheer curtain, and did some solat sunat 1 rakaat or smthn. I heard him niat “nawaitu…” and “bismillah…”, and some bacaan, and then he’s done.

Then, he went and stood above Abang’s head and asked Abang to be tenang and calm, and then he gave Salaam to what seems to be to Abang’s mind rather than to Abang per se.

And then sambil mulut kumat kamit baca ayat and du’a, Doc went to Abang’s tummy, facing the viewing glass with people watching us in the room. He put both hands on Abang’s tummy and gave Salaam to Abang’s tummy. Then he continued with his du’a and asked “…Al-Faaatihah!!!” for us all to baca Al-Fatihah to end his du’a.

And then, one of the nurses handed a scalpel to him, and while directing the scalpel to Abang’s tummy, Doc turned to me and said, “Adik jangan bimbang ya… suami adik akan sihat semula. Adik tenang ya…”, and cut through Abang’s tummy with the scalpel while kasi Salaam, bismillah and ayat-ayat lain!!! And then you know, he cut Abang macam lapah daging nak masak kurma, you!!! And mind you, Abang was all the while very conscious and tidak dibiuskan (but yet tak rasa sakit langsung) and no blood oozing out whatsoever, okay!

All the while, tangan aku dah sejuk-sejuk, kuku dah biru-biru… aku baca Kursi pun either separuh jalan or salah-salah! Deep down I was a nervous wreck, tak sanggup nak pandang. But on the surface I sounded so bloody hypocritely calm so that my husband wouldn’t be nervous as well, and hell I didn’t want to miss even a millimeter of cut that Doc did on Abang!

Doc used three scalpels to cut open Abang… like a junction-cut: satu atas pusat, dua lagi kiri dan kanan atas pusat.

And then the nurses handed him the thongs to open up his tummy… three thongs on each side, and one big one above the navel down to the crotch. Sekali sekala dia tambah lagi dengan tah hapa-hapa thong-like gadget, aku pun tak tahu nama2 dia… mencacak-cacak kat perut Abang tah macam-macam alatan benda nak keep the tummy pried open!

And then Doc kalih-kalih (kalau Kelantanese would say as ‘kelebek’) tah hapa-hapa anatomy Abang dalam perut Abang. Darn it people aku punya la takut tapi at the same time I didn’t want to miss out on anything, you know. So I kept my eyes open all those while mulut kumat-kamit cuba baca Kursi dengan betul but with great difficulty!

Abang pulak dari mula Doc buka dia, dia mengeluh-ngeluh macam sakit, and setiap kali tu Doc suruh Abang bertenang. Doc pula tak habis-habis trying to calm me down with words, like as if dia tahu betapa berkecamuknya aku dalam hati dan kepala! Aku minta izin to berdiri di kepala Abang to tenangkan Abang, tapi Doc kata jangan risau coz Abang is actually fine.

And then, Doc beckoned me to join standing beside him, dia nak tunjuk benda-benda dalam perut Abang. Aiyohhhhh. Nak tercabut jantung aku… tapi aku cuba gak stay kuat.

Nurse pun pimpin aku pi sebelah Doc. Ya, aku berdiri sebelah Doc and menghadap perut Abang yang raw (the opening was about 9" -or 230mm- in diameter), tu!

Doc pun tunjuk.

“Ni yang putih ni (he kepit and angkat dengan surgical penyepit)… pundi kencing dia, ya. Yang situ tu (tunjuk benda warna yellow ochre) buah pinggang dia. Rupa-rupanya pundi dia dah ada nanah ya (and he showed all the white liquid matter surrounding the surface of the so-called pundi kencing). Mujur dia belum rasa sakit lagi nak kencing, Dik. Ni (the Doc kutip 2,3 ketul of stone-like matters and put it on the white cloth)… batu karang ni. Nanti Doktor test, ya (and he took the pliers and kepit the batu and it crumbled to become smaller fragments). Ya, ni semua batu, bukan isi atau darah. Tapi kita akan keluarkan dan cuci semua ni dari batu karang and nanah-nanah ni, Adik jangan risau ya. Kita akan cuci dengan mesin, dan suami Adik akan selamat dan sihat, insyaAllah. Adik jangan risau, ya. Adik boleh pergi duduk dulu”.

…you know!!!!

And all those while, I was trying to sound veeeeeeeeery calm yet inquisitive and not even a trace of kegelian in my face. Cannot, maa. Cannot be like that. Must be strong. And must know everything!!!

And so I went back to my seat at the corner of the room. And along the way I saw, standing behind the room's viewing panel, like, oh my God, punya la ramai pemerhati kat luar nu!!!

And then Doc kutip lagi a few visible fragments of batu karang from Abang's inside. Then the nurse handed him a vacuum-like surgical tube which sucked and cleansed Abang’s inside into a clear vacuumed bottle. I saw bubbles of Abang’s blood into it when Doc nak ‘vacuum’ smaller fragments of pasir and batu in Abang.

Doc called me up again to be beside him. I went up to him and Doc laid more pasir and fragments on the white cloth. I tell you… punya la banyak! Kalau nak harap Abang kencingkan keluar benda-benda ni, memang tak da chan aku nak beranak la nanti, kau.

Doc then asked me to go back to my seat, and then Doc ‘vacuumed’ the white liquid ‘nanah’ out into the bottle pula, and the nanah became frothy and thick in it… some 1.5” thick.

Aku, memang tak lepas-lepas dari baca Ayatul Kursi. Aku suruh Abang bertenang, baca ayat banyak-banyak. Aku cuba tenangkan Abang that the procedure will end tak lama je lagi. But dalam kepala aku masa tu, I told myself that once I’m out of the room, I’m going to lari to the tangga belakang and call my mother and cry as I might. The pent-up anxiety and fear was building up too much for me, mate! Kepala aku rasa macam dah nak meletup dah masa tu, sakit giler.

And soon, Doc said it’s time to close up the wound. So, one of the nurses sent me out of the room, while the other nurse pulled back down the blinds and the crowd outside started to disperse. Once I was outside, belum sempat aku buka my cap and mask and gown, people already started to surround me and ask me soalan bertalu-talu: Procedure apa tu dik?? Sakit apa?? Macam mana dia tahu dia sakit?? Tak guna bius ke?? Dia tak sakit ke?? Etc.

Aku tak sempat nak rasa perasaan apa-apa pun lagi, I had to answer them there and then. I even had to ask one of them to help me buka the ikatan of the gown behind my back while I answered their queries, heh heh. Glamour kejap you.

At 1.20pm, as I waited for Abang to be wheeled out, a certain Mr.Yoo who was sitting behind me spoke to me. He was from a Buddhist Association down in Senai, Johor. Previously in the morning, I saw him in the queue infront of Abang. And yet as I was waiting for Abang to be out from the theater, Mr.Yoo was still not attended to. Punyalah ramai orang.

Anyway, he asked me the same thing: Your husband is it? Sakit apa? How he knows he’s sakit? Etc.

And then he asked me the inevitable, “So, you think it’s miracle? Magic?”

Hmm. Susah gak aku nak jawab. But I said, carefully, “Well, in our religion, we consider that as God’s gift to chosen people. And in the religion we should try if it’s not asking us to turn against our God, that is. We call it ‘Ikhtiar’”.

Then he said, “Well, in my religion, we believe other religion works as well, too”.

... to be continued.

6 comments:

rotidua said...

hahhh? scary gilos. baru je baca NST hari ni pasal kidney. hope he's doing okay now.

Roti Kacang Merah said...

roti.. tak payahkan gilos, it was so surreal, that even 2,3 hari after the op we both were still so much in a daze!!! Seeing is believing lah Mate... Kalau I tak citer detail macam ni, mesti orang tak caya...

Anyway, my hubby tu, hari Rabu dia op, hari Ahad dah pi keja dah, Alhamdulillah!!! :-)

Zetty said...

wahhhh....saspen ok the story! Tabik spring to u...I would pengsan if i were in your shoes.

Roti Kacang Merah said...

zetts, after the ordeal, i did feel like dunia hitam-hitam like want to pitam-pitam you know. The keletihan to be strong tu only sank in later!

Ahmad Nurfarhi Rosley said...

Adoi my imagination way too vivid biler bacer ak Lin nyer citer tuh. Berpinar jap kepala fahy td and siap kene minum air kejap.. Adoii..

Roti Kacang Merah said...

ahy,
hahahahaha. makna kata, terror gak kak l*n wat citer, ek?? hehehehe

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