Dear Mommy, Get Well Soon!
Mummy went to Gleneagles Hospital for surgery today. It was up till last week or so that I knew about the news that she had to go for an operation. Since knowing that, I could not help but feel worried. Well, though I have heard similar cases of the surgery among a few relatives and some other friends' mums, I did not like the idea of it. But well, things happen, and sometimes, you just gotta accept fate.
It was until last night that I realized that surgery would take place today! I was watching some movie halfway in my room when I heard my mum talking to my sis about waking up early today to go to the hospital. Wah, I just stopped whatever I was watching. I guess I really felt emotionally connected to my mum. And though I have not explictly shown her how much I love her, she really means a lot to me.
These few days, been monitoring her expressions whenever she's around at home. Although she appeared to be 'normal', doing her daily chores, I could tell that she must be feeling jitty about this whole thing. My dad, on the other hand, appeared very calm about the whole matter, and assured us that it would turn out fine.
Early this morning, my whole family accompanied my mum to Gleneagles. In the car, there was still some random chitchat and laughter going on, and I was also trying not to express any worry towards this matter as I know this would only make my mum worry more.
So yeah, 'checked in' to the hospital, which is a private one. So, the fees for the operation and accomodation are pretty steep. But then, we would definitely want our mum to have a more comfortable stay. Also, she already knew the doctor for very long - over 30 years?
What I like about the environment at Gleneagles is that it does not have too much of a 'hospital' feel to it. Unlike the previous hospital I was admitted to - TTSH, Gleneagles does not even have a strong 'medicine' odour hanging in the air. In fact, the place looked spruce and clean. My dad even joked that it was like checking into a hotel, to which I also concur!
While waiting for her turn, my mum was waiting in a duo-patient ward. Already changed into the surgery attire, I could tell that she was starting to feel panicky. She would sit by the bed and just stare at the window, occasionally talking to us. When she was eventually rolled into the Operation Suites, I could see that tears were running down her cheeks.
Towards that, my dad told us that my mum is somebody who is strong on the outside and soft inside. Actually, I know that too. It just pains me to see her like that. I would rather she not have to go through such an 'ordeal'.
After she was admitted into the Operation Suites, we headed back. Took some rest before we set out again in the evening. By the time we went back, she was already back in her ward. And to my surprise, a few of my aunts, plus my grandma were there too.
Though she must have been feeling very tired from the operation, we tried to cheer her up and talk to her. And we cracked a few jokes to lighten the atmosphere too. Grandma - on the other hand, was being uber sweet. She went over to my mum and caressed her forehead, looking at my mum dearly and comforting her.
I am just very relieved that the operation was a success and that my mum is now on the road to recovery. Just hope that she could have a speedy recovery. Though it is difficult for me to express my emotions, I just wish that she knows how much I love her.
Get well soon, mummy! :)
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