Malaysia Boleh!!!!!

Being back to Malaysia was fun, meeting up with my family and friends again after the long haul. Enjoyed every moment of it with laughter and great food (still on my special diet though) and most importantly great company. It could have been a perfect short break if not for my first episode of buddy-block (disturbance of the urinary tract). "Man! It sure was a scare considering I'm still away from home". I had to cut short my trip as the panic juice has kicked in and appointments with my doctors in Singapore were hastily made the next day. I was supposed to be enjoying the beautiful beaches of Port Dickson........ trying to get my skin bronze again under the high UV ray of the sun and maybe build a sand castle... Unfortunately, all these will have to wait as my buddy can't wait anymore...

It was the same evening when my big problem arise, I felt extreme discomfort and was in a state of confusion....., "I can't take it anymore....... can't wait!!!!" I got to see a doctor. So my good friend for 26 years recommended the closest specialist center to my home in Petaling Jaya. It was already past 6pm and the clinics were closed so my only option was the A&E (Accident & Emergency). After waiting several minutes, a nurse took me in and started filling up the registration form as normal procedure. What happened next will always be etched in my memory....

Well, regular questions like any history about me were asked, hence I told her that I am a Germ Cell Tumour Cancer patient, she said "Apa?!! Tak pernah dengar pun?" (What?!! Never heard of it before leh?). Then the staff nurse tried to pen it down under my name column........ "Germ Tumor". Well, I have heard of Germ Cell Tumor but not Germ Tumor!! Then she asked for any allergies, I replied "doxycycline" and again to my amusement, she spelt "do-x-cycling". Wow, didn't know that antibiotics could cycle, well at least in...... Malaysia boleh!

Then she told me to lie on the bed for the doctor to attend to me. Well I had to insert a urine catheter so the nurse asked me to take off my pants and my PANTIES!!!!! For crying out loud, I don't know if I did look like a woman - especially with my over stimulated facial hair. Maybe that was it....... the remedy to my discomfort, I could pee after the doctor tried to catitherize me (if there's such a word) which did not happen as my buddy said "No" to foreign objects. (Advise: For all kids, learn to say No to strangers. Hehe!!!)

Phew..... thank God once again for a relieving me from the pain. Then we went for a good dinner and headed home to Singapore that very night. Thanks to my mum and dad, they drove us back. The next day we met the Urologist, well it was a stricture on my urinal tract that causes the blockage. I pray that it is nothing serious and if a surgery is necessary, then let it be smooth.