Feb 14 came. It was easy for me to have an operation but the after effect was another story. My operation went for 3 hours. I was chilling after I woke up from my anesthesia. I can't breathe. I can hear my nurses saying "hinga! hinga!" in the background. I can hear the "toot toot" sound coming from the monitor beside me. I had to be in respirator for a couple of hours in order to help my lungs to function again. I swear, parang movie yung moment na yun. It was days after my operation that I learned that I was in a critical condition that time. My sister told me that they had to put a tube on my lungs so I can still breathe during and after the operation. I have 3 incisions on my abdomen. It hurt for the first 48 hours. Para akong nag sit ups ng mga 1500 times. Umiiyak ako everytime they are asking me to move. Ibang klase yung sakit promise.
I'm ok now. Dahan dahan lang lagi. :) There are 2 things that I've learned from this chapter:
1. I thought fighting for your life was a cliche. You'll never know the feeling unless you're the one in the situation. I'm proud I surpassed this trial. Masamang damo talaga ako. :))
2. In times like these, you'll know the people who truly love you.
Chong, maraming maraming salamat for being with me every step of the way. I love you too sister! :)
