(19) A Bolt from the Blue 2023â¡ ~My Husband is an Alien Born in Osakaðœ
Extra Edition â£: One Year Ago - Sudden Surgery ~Part 2~â¡ïž
ãSummary of Part 1ã
Last December, my mother was suddenly diagnosed with stomach cancerð±
My father, mother, and grandmother were in shock,
and my sister and I supported her as she prepared for surgeryð¥
There was one more problem while doing pre-op preparationsð
Her anemia levels were too low,
and she couldn't have surgery as things wereðµ
So she received iron IV drips, but if the levels stayed low,
she would need a blood transfusion before surgeryð°
People of that generation, in particular, dislike blood transfusionsðµ
I had random anxieties, like 'What if she refuses surgery at the last minute?'ð€š
Then, she was hospitalized the day before the surgeryð¥
The blood test results showed her anemia had cleared upð
She could go into surgery without any problemsð¥¹
It was about 10 days from the final pre-op tests to hospitalizationð
Those around her were doing this and that, buying books to study,
going to shrines to pray, or buying amuletsâ©ïž
Mom said, 'This is the last time I can eat something delicious,' and she ate eel and other favorite foods before the surgery,
like a last supper every dayð
Another worry was my father, who has a chronic heart conditionð¶
I didn't want to find him gone in the morning, so
my sister, the grandchildren, and I took turns staying over every nightð€
My father was angry, saying 'I'm fineð ', but
we forced the sleepovers anywayð
Thanks to that?, my father is still doing well todayð€£
Now, the day of the surgeryð¥
In the hospital, which still had the lingering scent of the COVID era,
only one person was allowed to accompany the patient on the day of surgery,
visits were limited to only two days right before discharge,
and even then, it was by appointment only, for two people for 15 minutesð©
I left the visiting to my father and sister,
and I went to accompany her on the day of the surgeryð
The surgery was scheduled to start at 9:00 and last 5 to 6 hoursðïž
At 8:45,
while I was waiting in the waiting room (entering the patient's room was prohibited),
my mother, wearing a light green surgical gown, was walking to the operating room, so I said, 'Do your best! Good luck!!' to
encourage her as I sent her offð¶
â»At this time, the handsome male nurse accompanying her and
ãmy mother became friendsð¯
ãOr rather, with her natural middle-aged lady tenacity,
ãshe asked him all sorts of private questions,
ãand by the time she was discharged, she had gathered information that made me wonder why she knew such thingsð
ãIt's a talent I don't haveðAs for me,
I was left all alone in the waiting room, just waitingð
Since I had nothing to do,
â I wrote comments on New Year's cards,
â¡ I read a hardcover book,
and passed the timeð
There was a church next to the hospital?
and I could hear hymns periodicallyâªïž
That's right, today is Christmasð
'There was a scene where a monk in the Heian period would perform
incantations and prayers next to a sick person,
this feels like a Western version of that,' I thought,
killing time with such irreverent delusionsâ³
During that time, nobody said anything to með¶
I assumed things were going well,
but what if someone came to tell me something while I was away from my seat?ðŠ
Just in case, I brought a rice ballð
I quickly ate it in the 'Eat in this area' booth on the first floor
and returned to the waiting room in 15 minutes.
â»I bought the ð at a convenience store near the hospital first thing in the morning.
Now it was 2:00, then 3:00,
and I started to get restless, wondering if it was time yet.Even at 3:30, no one had said anything.
My restlessness turned into anxietyð€šAt 3:40,
my sister contacted me asking, 'How is it over there?'
Everyone was restless and anxiousð«šAt 3:50,
I thought if no one said anything by 4:00,
I would go ask the nurse station, but thenð€
the surgeon appeared,
still in his surgical scrubs, walking over and saying, 'Oh? Hasn't she returned yet?'
ð
'It was a success.
ãFrom what I saw,
ãthere was no metastasis to other organs.
ãWe will have the detailed test results later.
ãFor today, it's a success.'
Even though it was a laparoscopic surgery,
she seemed energetic despite the 7-hour surgery,
the doctor is amazingð³
â»I found out later that due to various circumstances,
ãthe surgery itself started at 10:00.
ãTell me that soonerð
ãIn other words, the surgery was a success in just over 5 hours as plannedâïž
I bowed deeply and said, 'Thank you very much,'
and as the doctor left,
my mother returned on a stretcherðïž
'The surgery was a success. You're okay now~'I held my mother's hand and whispered in her ear.
'Mom, you did great.'My mother said with teary eyesð¥º
'She hasn't fully woken up from the anesthesia yet,so she might be a bit dazed.'
The handsome nurses explained.
Thinking she might be cold since her upper body was bare,
I kept the conversation short and had her returned to her room.
I hurried out of the hospital and contacted my father, sister, and aunt.
I headed straight to my parents' houseð
The roads were clear, and I arrived at 4:40ð
That's when a shocking fact came to lightð³
Dad: 'Mom called me.'
Sister: 'I was surprised that Mom called me herself.'
Aunt: 'My sister called me herself lol'
Where did the dazed state from the anesthesia go?ð€£
She must have been thoughtful enough to call everyone,
thinking they might be worried, to let them know it was over.
Even at a time like this, she's so serious~ð¥º
However, that was the only time she had any composureð
The anesthesia wore off completely.
Even though the incisions were small due to the laparoscopic surgery,
the cut areas were in extreme painâ¡ïž
For a few days, she was in a bad mood because of the pain,
in a bad mood because she was hungry,
and in a bad mood because she said this hospital was neglectful under the guise of being Spartanð
During the busy year-end and New Year period,
she was a patient who was fine even if left alone,
isn't the pain better than yesterday?
Just a little more patience,
I tried to comfort and coax her via email, but
I don't want to be in a place like this anymoreð¢
And so, she was discharged one day earlyðµ
Actually, the discharge date was January 3rd,
but because the administrative staff was away,
I was worried the discharge procedures wouldn't go smoothly,
so I had it moved to the 4th.
So, moving it up one day wasn't a problem for the ward,
but it seemed the accounting department had a hard timeðµ
But we finished all the procedures on the 3rd and forced the dischargeð
Her stomach was reduced to one-third,
so what happened to her diet?ð§
To conclude,
It's just that I can't eat a large amount at once,
as long as I eat little by little in small portions,
I can eat anythingð®
In January, right after the surgery,
I naturally chose only things that were easy to digestð
Porridge, diced potatoes, steamed egg custard,
minced meat, flaked fish, pumpkin potage,
sweet chestnuts, French toast, and so onð§
In January, I was lying down and resting,
saying it was painful and difficultð
But one day in February, suddenly,
Dad isn't doing anythingð¢ð¢
I can't even sleep in peaceð¢ð¢
Driven by anger, I made a full recoveryð
My eating habits don't look like those of someone with only one-third of a stomachð
Since I was a light eater to begin with,
it seems I quickly mastered the art of eating little by littleð³
And now, a year later, my weight hasn't dropped,
it's still maintained, which is amazingð
Time passed, and in June I went for my six-month checkupð¥
The examination was with that same surgeon.
Opening the data on the computer,
with a haphazard explanation of 'uh, um, er',
in a word,a sloppy examinationit wasð
However, if there were a problem, a doctor who would use their own illustrations to explain things thoroughly and carefully, and finally deliver a death sentence (diagnosis announcement), a sloppy examination is, conversely, a sign that things are okay, I thought with a bitter smile inside
ð
And next week, the one-year checkupð¥I'll go along with her againðShe seems so energetic and healthy that you wouldn't think she had two-thirds of her stomach removed a year agoð
Maybe it's because she only eats things that are good for her,
and doesn't overeat or drink?ð€£
What was the alien doing during that difficult time last December?
ðœNext time, I'll return to the alien observation diary, thank youð

Of course, I prayed earnestly before my mother's surgery tooð
Even though I didn't have a photo, I rushed over to take oneð
Maybe because it's the end of the year, they were doing a big cleanup with a KÀrcherðŠ
