July 14, 2008

  • Fragile Moments

    I have lost tracks of number of days. Is this the third day or the fourth day? I have no ideas. The sky outside seems clear and bright. If only I could go out and have a walk.

    Gary will come to the hospital around 10:00am. He will decide whether I can go home or stay one more night in the hospital. I feel a little bit nervous. I have torn off the bandage covering my nostrils a little bit and checked the situation. Some fluids still ooze from the nostrils. Is this alright for releasing me? I have no ideas. Life seems not in my hands after I have entered the hospital. This kind of helplessness makes one’s will eclipse.

    Even if I can be released, the two pieces of bandage inside the nostrils can be removed but I still have to put on a piece of bandage over the nostrils. One of my ward-mates also come to the hospital to do the rhinoplasty. His otorhinolaryngologist has already taken off the two bandages inside his nostrils. I can see that he can breathe freely. But he has to clean his nostrils with saline every half an hour for the following six weeks. I think this will be the same destiny to me. I have to live with a bottle of saline and a large pack of bandage wherever I go.

    There must be some fragile moments in our life. I am glad that I still have relatives and friends. They come to the hospital, call me or text me. Whatever they do or however long they pay their visit is not important. The most important is that I do not feel that I am alone with such fragile moments. Thank you.

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