One thing that impressed me was how much nicer the nurses and amahs were. The nurses from the Philippines stood out. Most of them were genuinely attentive and eager to please. There was a world of difference in service standards compared to the last time I was hospitalised in 1987, 17 years ago. My own surgeon, Dr N turned up nearly every morning including Sunday, to check on me. What a real gem this dedicated doctor was in his kind and reassuring ways.
What wasn't nice was the nausea and my pounding head. All the nice meals were wasted as my appetite had left me. The only things that went down well were warm sugarless Milo and cool barley drinks. Sleep was fitful as the nurses had to check on my vitals every hour or so. Not being able to rest on the right side of my head didn't help too. I stayed an extra day and only left the hospital on Sunday 16 Feb, after a total of 6 days.
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