Dear Diary...

It’s been a crazy week.

Still trying to recover from the holiday boredom, this week started out perfectly insane like all after-holiday working day: a lot of emails to reply, a lot of pending work waiting to be finished, a lot of bad writing to be proofread... it was hell.

Things sort of went back to “normal” after Wednesday: I managed to finish all my work for the week, found my ex-housemates in SS2 a new housemate, did some extra editing for some friends, killed a couple of my freelance writers… Yeah, I was really looking forward for the weekend where I can sleep in late and waste the whole two days away doing nothing.

Then on Thursday night, Luke (my housemate) told me that he was going to be admitted to the hospital on Friday morning. It turns out that there’s a lump in testicles, and the doctor advise him to remove it immediately. “It” as in the lump, not his testicles. (Yes guys, laugh all you want… it wouldn’t sound so funny if it happens you.) He was told by the doctor that it’s just going to be a minor surgery involving some laser technology and it’ll be over in about half an hour and he can go home by evening.

So his boyfriend drove him to the specialist center early in the morning, and stayed with him till he was wheeled into the OR. Boyfriend then went for a quick breakfast and returned to the OR after. He waited outside for 45 minutes and still no sight of Luke. Thinking that he must have missed Luke while he was away for breakfast, Boyfriend went back to Luke’s room to check. Not there. Boyfriend then checked with the nurse. It turns out that Luke is still in the OR!

Luke was only wheeled out of the OR after TWO AND HALF HOURS! And this was supposed minor surgery? It turns out that the only “laser” part of the whole thing was to cut through the skin. Everything after that was nothing laser. And guess what? It was painful, poor Luke was shivering when he regain consciousness. He couldn’t even stand up until late evening and was shivering the whole time, claiming that it was cold in the room when it was hot like an oven and the air condition was off. Then doctor told him that he needs to be warded for observation for at least two days. So much for a “minor surgery”!

There I was telling him not to worry about that “minor surgery”, and he will be out in a jiff, when in reality he was somewhat conned by the doctor into doing the surgery. Is there a law on this where we can sue the doctor for giving false information and tricking his patient into doing a surgery? Sigh… Anyway, the lump was said to be sent to Singapore for further analysis and the results will only be out in a week time.

I guess things always happen to a friend of a friend of friend. But when something like this happen to someone we know it’s really shocking. The worst is to know that you can’t even trust doctors. Yes, he was right that the lump needed to be removed, but to tell you false information about the surgery? Scary…