After four prolonging hours, I was squatting at a corner of MPH in Mahkota Parade when I felt my backpack vibrating. I scuffled through the inside and found my phone buzzing off silently, I received the call.
It was mom, she’s has taken work off early and arrived at the hospital with the rest the relatives. “The doctors are out.”
I walked through the mall as fast as my two legs could bring me, which slowly broke into a run. Out of the shoe department and onto the street, avoiding the cars and made it back to the hospital. The operation room is on first floor, I waited impatiently for the lifts to arrive while trying not to think of the worst.
When the lift opened, I found my brother standing next to the doors, peering through the narrow glass looking at the corridor that lead to the steels doors. Mom and the rest were sitting at the waiting corridor to my right. I walked towards the seats, wedge between my mom and aunt, and waited again.
A quarter of an hour later, dad was out. I pushed open the doors which my brother was standing next to and walked towards to the opened steel doors where a bed then laid. Two nurses at each side of the bed were discussing and taking down notes, I ignored them not paying attention to what they were talking about. I looked down at my dad, his eyes were closed, I called out to him softly, and he opened his eyes weakly, oblivious of his surrounding, clearly he was still under the effects of anesthetics. I was relieved.
AND GOD WAS I RELIEVED!!!
All the worries I had these days were lifted. Suddenly I am a happier person. But as quickly as it came, the feeling faded out instantly. I turned to his legs, and wondered if they were ok. This time I turned to the nurses and asked about his legs, they said he will be fine. Again I was relieved.
I don’t think I can handle anymore of this emotional roller coaster. But I was glad it turned out okay.
Okay, it is unfair that I have kept everyone in the shadow as to what had happened to my dad. Now everything is alright now, I guess I can only make it even by providing a clear explanation.
When I was checking in at the airport of Macau, I got a call from my mom telling me dad couldn’t walk. At first we thought it was a minor old age joint problem, and will probably go away in a few days. An X-ray later, a tumor was discovered at the bottom of his spinal cord, and the growth which can be assumed to have grown over the years grew so big it pressed against the clustering nerves around the spinal cord, one of which connected to his right leg. Since the nerve is so close to where the tumor is, there is a chance where the doctor (carelessly) ‘cuts’ the nerve. The rest you know.
Anyway, recently I have moved to the hospital, since my dad couldn’t move for a week, I will need to attend to his every need at the hospital. Luckily I managed to borrow a laptop, my routine now everyday includes buying food, shifting his pillow, charging his phone, chat endlessly, doing my homework (with the laptop), eats his hospital served dinner while mom send his real dinner…etc.
I couldn’t be happier to do it.