Thursday, June 15, 2006
the operation process was
TERRIBLE. if i stayed another minute in that place, i would have shocked demon king and his slaves.
i reached there early, around five minutes earlier. After i took out the magazine with angela chang in the front page, i was called in. I stepped into the operation room, accompanied by my mother, who was still dreading over my father's comments on her outfit that morning. Old punk.
The nurse kindly asked me to take a seat on THE CHAIR. I waited patiently as the nurse and my mother started a conversation on braces. The demon king, as usual, wore his sheep's clothing. He spoke alot to my mother and then asked me, 'Have you taken your breakfast?'
i was shocked at his question as i shook my head no. 'you said i had to fast, isn't it so?', i shot. He then explained that there's no longer the need since we already changed the operation the last time. deja vu. i remembered the times i ignored my hunger pangs and went on to carried the spars.
demon king seemed to look more evil as he asked me to have something light before i proceed with the operation. I wanted to growl, but i remembered how i stood up on him the last time, so i decided not to. i was guilty all over.
i drank half a cup of hot milo. then retreated back to the operation room.
there, i waited for fifteen minutes before demon king, wearing his slanted smile, stepped in while apologising for the wait. he then talked with my mother, talked and talked and talked. before he injected the 'numbing medicine' into the areas which he was going to work on.
i opened my mouth wide like a hippo. and he said it wasn't wide enough. FINE. i opened wider. my mother then walked out of the operation room. Sterile towel was put over me and the nurse wrapped my head in a way that only my mouth is visible to them. i squeezed my eyes shut.
i began to start thinking about NANA. How Hachi and Shouji ended up together, and how Nana and Ren were separated, etc etc. BUT! Demon king keep talking to me, so i couldn't concentrate in the end and ended up breaking my thoughts. He spoke of what he was doing - 'i'm going to drill here...' 'i'm going to chisel the bone away' 'cut that big chunk' and so on, and so on.
I was juggling the pressure and the boredom the operation was causing me... when it ended, i was SO SO SO happy. but demon king is quite nice also...still, he's evil. (augh)
happiness is...
