Call this, the perks of having daughters if you will…translated…
Close to sixty, one day as I was grooming myself, I'd patted my sarcoma that's grown on my butt for over a whole of a decade, it seemed to have grown bigger too. My wife who's a nurse, reminded with that plain voice, to get it surgically, removed, in case, and she'd worried I wouldn't be active, tackling it, fearful of pain and all, she'd had my two daughters, chaperoning me, without my input.
My eldest daughter who works in the hospital, first registered me into the surgery process, worried that I may chicken out, had my youngest who's more flexible in work to accompany me; just as expected, the oncologist found it to be lipoma, I signed up for the surgical removal the following day, and ten days later, I'd be getting my stitches out, along with the review of the, biopsy.
Although knowing it's a minor surgery, but thinking of how I need to be under anesthesia, and go under the knife, I'd grown, more and more, anxious, as my wife heard, she'd not given me any encouragements, instead, she'd rolled her eyes, thought I was making something out of, nothing, while my two daughters gave me the pep talks, "it's just a shot of analgesics, if you don't do it now, if the sarcoma became malignant, it would be troublesome!" toward my daughter's insistence and care, and decision for me, I had no other choice but to, obey.
On the day of the surgery, after I got my shots, my eldest who works at the hospital went with me to pay and to pick up the meds, and bought a doughnut seating pad, so I can, feel more comfortable, my youngest reserved the meals to help me feel better, compared to their mom, they're, a lot more humane, kinder.
On my way home after the surgery, as the anesthesia wore off, the pain started coming back, the heated wind of summer came towards me, but I'd felt, cooled on the inside, there was that surge of warmth that came over me, suddenly, taking away all my, discomforts, it was the feelings of, role reversal with my children, now, they're, taking care of me, "I'm now, on a blessed streak!", I'm glad that I'd, gained a lot from this, surgery.
So, this is dad going under the knife, and he is, afraid, and with his girls beside him, who works in the medical industry, it'd eased his mind, and that's one of the many benefits of having children, I suppose, to have someone there, who's not a spouse, who won't roll her eyes at you, to be there, for you!
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