A surreal coincidence in the operating theatre

As I was wheeled into the operating theatre, a member of the OT team recognised my nose (last seen, probably some 15 years ago), despite my dramatic loss in weight (from 80+ to 58 kg). She checked my name, and took off her mask and asked, 'Are you Cheng Boon's father?' 'Yes.' I replied. 'Is she coming back?' 'No' without finishing with, 'but she will be post operation'.

That brief conversation set into motion a vital link which proved to be so useful because of my unexpected prolonged surgery (from 2 hours to 6 hours) because of need to resussitate me and blood transfusion. Whenever possible she informed my daugher Cheng in Geneva, who informed her brother in PJ, who then informed my wife, anxiously waiting for news. Just imagine her anxiety, if not for this almost real time information, and she were kept in the dark throughout the 6 hours! I do not think, if pre-planned, it could have worked out so well.  

First hurdle cleared, next battle is chemotherapy, which I have 2 to 3 weeks to build my body up to it.

I will be avoiding the computer and handphone as much as possible. So this blog, which had not been updated recently, will continue to be slack in the next few months.

I wish to thank my followers and visitors for their past support and hope they will bear with me during this period.



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