
The Princess's feelings were still sad and anxious. On the other hand she was sad because of the miscarriage and on the other hand she was anxious because of the surgery .
Rehan clasped the hands of the Princess tightly, he tried to strengthen and give her spirit all of this we can definitely go through.
The daughter and nurse walked to the treatment room. The first thing the nurse did after arriving at the treatment room was to put the infusion on the hands of the Princess while telling her to rest.
"Mother rest for a while around 8 pm mother will be in surgery, first mother eat after that mother must fast before the operation." Said the nurse.
This heart is really not calm, whether this is really happening or is it just a dream. But I don't know if I've given everything to Allah SWT. Today it happened again I finally entered this room again. Every now and then these eyes shed tears and always dreamt that mom was around me maybe I wasn't this weak. But my dear mother is gone. So I had to be strong for my son and my husband.
My husband who was not allowed to come in with me only saw me from a distance behind the window. Now I feel really alone in this room that makes me sad.
But I must be strong God knows if I can get through it, I'm sure of it. God loves me so God tests me like this. I try to strengthen myself. Shortly after, my sister Lola came to me.
"Who told you deck?" I asked Lola.
"Rehan called me, he said your brother went to the hospital and I couldn't go in with him, so Rehan told me to go with you" Lola replied
I was a little relieved, finally someone accompanied me in this room. Before entering the operating room, nurses come and attach the genitals first and provide a dilatation action that is to dilate the cervix (cervical). This procedure is often called dilation or curettage (dilation and curettage).
By the time the nurse installed the device I felt a pain that I could not bear. The nurse only scolded me if I cried out in pain. After the installation of the tool was completed, the nurse also fitted a kettle for me. Because I was forbidden to move much.
In addition, I must check his health first to ascertain the condition and history of the disease. Whether I am not allergic to certain medications, or am taking certain medications and whether I have a history of illness. After the test, I was declared in good condition. So I can have oparsi in the curette.
"This is what it feels like??""
in my heart I said that I did not realize my tears were coming out.
Before entering the operating room, I called my father first..
"Aren't you here soon, I'm going to have surgery?"I asked Dad.
"Dad don't know there's no bike, son?". Answer Dad
"Can't you borrow the bike first??? just got dad here. Dad doesn't care about me if it's the business of the father's wife, dad's very fast even Dad's willing to borrow the neighbor's motor if the father's wife needs it but if I'm the father." I hung up the phone and got a little upset.
I'm so disappointed in Dad, he doesn't seem to care about me or his wife. They should be by my side right now, but that's not, there's only my husband's grandmother, my sister and my husband's. I shed tears and mourned my fate at this time. Before the operation, the husband and father had to sign a statement that they agreed that I was in surgery. My dad's no one so his signature is my sister Lola. When I finished I started to enter the operating room. My feelings grew more and more unsettled as I began to leave those who were only staying in front of the operating room door. The nurses took turns. They started wearing surgical clothes as well as the nurse who was going to do the surgery. While waiting for the doctor to finish the operation next to the room. The nurse put a device on my finger, a breathing apparatus and while checking my heart condition. When the nurse left me for a while. Now I'm totally alone in this room. I felt very afraid, sometimes I beristighfar and remember Allah even I had time to think if this is the time I was called by God, I ask only to strengthen my husband and son and forgive me all my sins. My tears came back. Suddenly the nurse came, I rubbed her quickly using my hand.
"Mom will be in surgery soon" said the nurse.
"What's it like to hurt?" ask the nurse.
"Mom won't feel anything, 'cause I'll be drugged."Answer Nurse.
I just kept quiet and remembered God.
The nurse started injecting me with dope. Slowly, slowly, these eyes began to get tired until I was unconscious. A few hours passed I began to realize, but I still feel dizzy maybe this is the effect of the drug earlier. While waiting for me to come to my senses, the nurse moved me to the next room.
In that room I was still in the heart checker on my fingers occasionally I was in tension until my condition was completely stable. In this room I feel hot even though this room is full AC. I sweat my back hurts from lying down for too long. My condition started to improve, the nurse would push me out of the room. Outside the husband's room, my husband's sister and grandmother were waiting for me. They were worried about me. After I left the room, they stopped seeing me. I was then transferred to the treatment room. After being moved, my feelings began to feel bad, my heart ached a little and I was very thirsty. The doctor said before eating should drink warm water first. My feeling is still a little dizzy. Keteter tool still installed not yet on the loose. I wanted to let him go, but not allowed by the doctor.
Rehan came back home, got me a thermos and food. From a distance I saw his father and wife coming. I guess dad won't come but unfortunately dad just for a little while, after seeing me he's improved he wants to go home . I thought Dad would spend the night here but he didn't. I'm still disappointed with Dad if there was a mother here for sure she accompanied me but it was all just a dream.
The next day, the device attached to my body was removed. I have improved, no more dizziness, the doctor said today I can go home. Rehan then tidied up the things he wanted to bring home. This heart is so happy to finally be able to go home as well and meet my son Alif.