Dental surgery...I am not one who is much in a public hospital. I have been pampered by private medical care as being in a country with such a large population and only one public hospital...the lines are too long for those who can afford it. I have been blessed to afford private care and to be honest it has been the way it is for most Malaysians...right right?
Today, I walked into the enormous new buildings of the public hospital of Sabah called the Queen Elizabeth Hospital. And boy was I impressed. They even had their own specialist center with ENT and dermatologist and even a dental surgery (which was where I was dreading). But the molar extraction went well...however very much scary. You can feel them scratching at your jaw bone as they try to clean out any infection possible and then you watch them pull strings thru your mouth as they stitch the big gaping hole there.
But all in all...I am glad it is done for now. Next Tues is another ordeal. Taking the stitches out. Kinda wished they gave the solvable ones so I did not have to go back. Kinda sick of hospitals and doctors and everything that smells like antiseptic.
I am soooo drooling for a large cheeseburger with wonderful fries...everything SINFUL, WONDERFUL and UTTERLY PAINFUL...
Best part of all of this...the endless supply of drugs I have been on. It is getting to the point of non stop pill popping...*virtual grin as real face is numb*