Na smallz

Ehehn, we shall see🙂

Enjoy❤️

So, like I said before, I went to the hospital to tender myself. The pain was getting out of hand.

I went on a Wednesday. I met with the consultant again. To lay a new complaint. Ashey the man even remembered me.

He said…“My runaway kopa that served in her fathers house.”

Ghen ghen 😂

The next thing he did was to tell me to lie down. He just applied small pressure on my stomach o.

My goodnesssssss!!!

I saw stars. Na then I sabi say truly, truly e don be🙂.  So, he scheduled the surgery for the next Wednesday. Mind you, I had already looked up appendectomy on YouTube and already zeroed my mind that I must do the surgery.

All the bloodwork that I ran away from then, I did it all. I was ready.

Day before the surgery

I was admitted to the hospital and was asked to not eat after 10pm. They kept checking my blood pressure at intervals but funny how I wasn’t scared. I just wanted the pain to go away. So they set two lines for me for my drips. Then, I slept.

Day of the surgery

I had my appendectomy on the 22nd of December around 4:30pm. I was administered anesthesia and so I was numb from my torso down. They kept engaging me in conversations during the surgery. They were calling me Ololade mi asake sef😂 but in my mind I was like “e se nkan ti e fe se kia jare” make I comot for here. During the surgery I found out that my appendix was almost ruptured. If I had waited more than a week maybe my enemy would’ve died. They were yelling at me that I shouldn’t even take such a risk again.

The surgery lasted about 20-30mins and I was out. I was still conscious but I couldn’t still feel from my torso down.  When the anesthesia wore off, kaiii. I was in so much pain and was begging for pain relief medication but they said it had to be administered every eight hours.

I wan crase😭

The day after my surgery, I started walking and the doctors kept saying ”You recovered fast, you’re strong”

Ese o, Ese pupo🙂

I didn’t know that I was whining myself… and you’ll see why shortly 😬

I was discharged on Christmas Eve and was supposed to return to the hospital two days later to get my stitches cleaned and get a plaster change.

Dressing after being discharged

I went back to the hospital on Monday after Christmas. The nurse cleaned and pressed which was painful by the way and she was like “thank God, no pus”. And so, I went back home to return two days later.

Two days later.

I cleaned myself and was getting dressed to leave for the hospital when I discovered that my plaster was soaked. In my mind I was like “Wetin be this”. I smelt this discharge and just started crying. I just went to tell my dad. He was trying to assure me that maybe it wasn’t serious and all.

Sike….. o serious pa

I got to the hospital and they opened my plaster and saw pus leaking out. This was just the fourth day after my surgery, I was still very sore. And so they started pressing 😬

Me oh, my mom o, my dad o we were crying. I was in so much agony. When I lost it was when I heard that they’ll open my stitches back up. They opened it o and put a bowl by my side and was pressing.

Ah, I cried.

When I was little, I was a menace and so I dey always chop cane from my folks at home and away based on say I go military secondary school😂. All the tears then didn’t even measure up to the tears I cried that day.

When they were cleaning, they would press my already open wound to collect the discharge in a bowl😭 and then clean inside the wound with a gauze. At some point they were stuffing the place with gauzes and this was done every morning and evening.

It got to the point that anytime I see them coming to dress the wound, I would’ve started crying. It was hell. You can’t even imagine. I pray you won’t even have any reason to.

I remember that they set about four lines for me, once they set one, it’ll start leaking after a while and then they’ll set another one. At some point my veins started running 😂

Nna eh, it was a lot.

I was in the hospital from the 28th of December till the 9th of January. I celebrated new years in the hospital. The amount of antibiotics I took ehn. Till today I still feel it in my throat😂

I was in the hospital for so long that as soon as my drip finishes, I’ll remove it myself. I knew all the doctors and nurses and all their medical terms. They were even going to add nurse to my name sef. Nurse lolly.

Lmao😂

I was exhausted and tired to say the least but I had faith that it was going to be over and very soon. The fourth day after I was admitted, my wound stopped draining pus. When they said it had stopped, I was crying and my mom was crying too. At last, It was over, it was finally over😭

God bless my mom Fr Fr. She was with me every minute and every second from when I was admitted till I was discharged. My dad was the chef🥹 and made sure I didn’t lack anything. God knows that I love my parents so much🥹

The reason why I chose this title for the second part was because everyone kept saying appendectomy is a minor surgery, na small thing and my village people said..

“ehehn, we shall see”

I still go to the hospital everyday so affliction doesn’t rise again. I’m still recovering sha. Thank God.

In all actuality, I came, I saw and I conquered 😁

No glossary today o, I no get energy again.

Thank you for reading,

Love,

Tdb🫶🏾