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Unbelievable, I thought it could never happen to me

Ninja

At the age of 21, I feel like I’ve been through many obstacles I myself can never imagine.

The latest one was, how should I put it, the most challenging I guess. Last month, on the 5th of October, I had my very first encounter with an anesthesiologist, surgeons, and an operating table.

My parents and I couldn’t believe that only an operation can save my face from becoming paralyzed, my left ear from becoming deaf, and my brain becoming infected.

Thanks to my doctor and everything’s kinda okay right now. I still have my weekly check ups though. I also gave up working and just hangout here at home.

Even until now, I have this feeling that everything was like in movies. The moment they prepared me for my operation, I was somehow shocked that you have to be naked under that green hospital gown.
The moment I entered the operating room, I was really anxious because they were too many people. I didn’t even see my doctor before and after the procedure. All I know was, they injected something that made me drowzy, so I didn’t realize that the tube that served and cotntrolled my anesthesia was stuck into my throat.

I was inside the OR for five hours I guess. I was dreaming the whole time. I woke up crying because in my mind, my boss was scolding me for something I did. That’s when I heard a nurse telling me that it was over.

I was so thankful because I managed to wake up and I didn’t have that near death dream where I have to climb a stair with dead people calling me.

To make sure that my fcial nerves were not affceted, they tried to make me smile.

My mom told me later that the infection was worse than expected. If we had waited for another month, I could have suffered from brain absces and meningitis.

My doctor told me to stay in the hospital for 14 days, so I have to quit working sonce I still can’t file for a sick leave.

I feel sorry that my parents spent the money for our kitchen renovation just to save me from becoming a vegetable.I am hoping to recover so that I can work and earn again. I owe them big time.

On the brighter side, I thank God for giving me another chance. I learned that no matter how cautious and careful you are, you’ll never escape what He has prepared for you. I know this setback was a challenge for me. He knew I’ve been making plans ahead and I just realized that I can never tell what the future brings.

Funny thing was, I’ve been counting my 100 working days before quitting. Quite surprisingly, I only worked 52 days I guess. Maybe He has a batter plan. I will surely trust Him this time.