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Monday, December 26, 2005

I awoke this wonderful monday (oxymoron) morning to be greeted online by brendan. Yes, ilovebrendandoyou brendan...

12/26/2005 11:09:16 AM
brendan] \ dreamship surprise says:
merries christmases
12/26/2005 11:09:29 AM
kens ` by the turnstile beckons a damsel fair says:
merries boxing days to yous toos!
12/26/2005 11:09:39 AM
brendan] \ dreamship surprise says:
oh yes boxings days
12/26/2005 11:09:44 AM
brendan] \ dreamship surprise says:
do you know where that word came from?
12/26/2005 11:09:44 AM
kens ` by the turnstile beckons a damsel fair says:
gush
12/26/2005 11:09:47 AM
kens ` by the turnstile beckons a damsel fair says:
nope?hahas
12/26/2005 11:09:50 AM
brendan] \ dreamship surprise says:
it's a pretty cool story
12/26/2005 11:09:57 AM
brendan] \ dreamship surprise says:
becuase in britain that was they day the BOXED their presents up
12/26/2005 11:09:58 AM
brendan] \ dreamship surprise says:
teehee
12/26/2005 11:10:01 AM
kens ` by the turnstile beckons a damsel fair says:
aieesh

After finishing wiping the blood from the computer screen I deliberated and realized that hey this Christmas season has been pretty much about boxes. Square boxes, rectangular boxes, gift boxes, recievable boxes, you get the point. But first, operation update! (: (Well I guess since people have said that I looked like I've been boxed with those darned stiches on so I don't think I've gone off tangent yet..haha)
Ok so today's Monday, and I had my operation on Friday, which means that I've been rather irresponsible in the portrayal of an accurate reality, but ah well...
Walking into the National Skin Centre(i almost typed Cancer..!$%&^*@!) at noon on friday, I was quite eager to be honest, not in a state of trepidation at all. But still much thanks to the few people who gave me their support and stuff, coz although it wasn't some life and death operation, you really made my day. (: Anyway, I had to wait at the, erm waiting room for about half and hour because my dear doctor's having lunch.

At 12.45's everyone ready to get started. Oh but first in the waiting room there was this baby, no more than three. Apparently he was there to undergo an excision for this birth mark at the top of his face. Gush, imagine the confusion in that little un's mind, and the searing pain where the needle was submerged beneath pale pink skin. I mean, LA jabs are a piece of cake to us, but when a child is forced to go under the scapel involuntarily, how many of us think bout how the kid actually feels? And whether if he could express his thoughts he would decline the operation. Heh, I attribute this sudden moral and ethical thought to Jodi Picoult(thanks again Jiayi!) Yeah then soon after it was my turn to go into the theater...dendendendendendenden...

The nurse ( her name was kate) sat, or rather lied me down on the operating table. In a less than dreamy voice she said that the Doc would give me two LA jabs, and conduct the surgery in under an hour. Cool, hospital staff that keep to schedules. Haha. 5 min later Doc came in, smiled (a bit disturbingly) and proceeded to use a black felt to erm draw circles on my face, supposedly guiding him where to jab,slice and dice. The first injection was alright, at the bottom right of my face. I could feel the needle being inserted, and in no sado masochistic fashion, I tried to like the pain. Haha! Oh I remember when I took my first injection in pri 3. I remember the acjs nurses telling us to think of something that is close to your heart. Stress something, and not someone. Sigh nurses back then probably thought that at pri 3, you couldn't really be emotionally attached to anyone except Mommy and Billy the Blue Ranger. So I thought about my pet turtle. Hahah yep I did! and he got me past the jab . (:

Back to the present, and after remembering bout rememberin the turtle seven years ago, Doc came for the second jab. And wah crap this one hurt. It was slightly blelow the lip, and the bleddy Doc had to inject it twice in order for my mouth to have anasethetic as well. The pain was even more than a whole day's session of "What Colour What Colour". (ask band guys=D) It wasn't excruciating per se, but yeah it was kinda painful. And the op hasn't even started yet! Haha.

After the jab, Doc and Kate left to go get the tools or sth, and allowed the LA to work. Heh I think this is the first time getting LA, so mr. Operation Deprived over here went to pummel the site of injection for a bit, just to feel the numbing. Ahem. I apologize to those medical afficiendos, but yea it was fun..hehe not feeling pain for abit. Then came the actual operation. I knew I wasn't really gonna feel pain, but having someone scrape away at your face kinda perturbs you no? So they covered my face with this green cloth, except for strategically placed holes in it which they used to operate in. At first I didn't wanna close my eyes, as Mr Curious over here wanted to see the actual procedure. I couldn't of course, due to the obstructing sheet, but I did see the silouhette of the medical instruments dancing about my face. Kinda like those shadow images you do on walls. Or OHPs when you're bored.

To spare you any more gory details, it was over in about 45 min I think, and yea when they removed the cloth I could see bloodied scapels and stuff on the table nearby. Kinda leaves nothing to the imagination dosen't it :) Oh Oh( and I've been waiting for the whole entry for this) the Doc was uber funny, coz he left me in stiches! Hahahah! Ahem. *ducks rotton tomatoes* But yeah after the op he stiched me up with black thread, and before he put the dressing on I was like " Do you have any orange plasters and stuff?" One of the nurses had an expression that sorta went like
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but the Doc was quite nice, and he carefully explained to me while calling security that they only have skinned coloured plasters and white ones. Gush. So I took the white one, went to the pharmacy to get the wire gauze and saline solution for my daily dressings for the next 5 days. Yep, I've been removing the plaster and dressing the wounds for the past few days..And it dosen't hurt much la, except for the one near my lip, because whenever I eat and talk I stretch it a tad bit. So yeah, I'm removing the stiches on Wed, not tues, so I'll still go to band all patched up..heh ya'll can see the new man on thurs.. The demolition is complete..

haha I can't wait.

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