4 March 2012, Sunday
The pains were still very intense, as if a knife was cutting through my abdomen. I could hardly move my body. Glucose, salt water and painkiller including morphine went through the intravenous lines on both my hands and neck. Oh yes, not to mention the uncomfortable oxygen tubes poking through my nostrils. Unbelievable.
Though looked tired, hubby had been there all the time tending to my personal needs. My big brother came with wife and son… and a pot of delicious pumpkin porridge, which I really appreciated. As I could not move much, hubby fed me.
Then my dearest Iain visited. Sitting by my side and rubbing my hand, he asked, “Are you ok, Mie? Love you.” That really warmed my heart.
The evening ended with mom, sisters and brothers-in-law coming to see me again. Before I even realized, the room was already filled with lovely bouquets and gifts from family and friends.
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