One morning when I was fifteen years old, I felt too much pain in my throat so my tears fell when I was eating breakfast. The day before, it was not a big deal, but as just one day passed, the pain became so terrible. I thought 'It is just a cold. It will be fine' and then I was ready to go to school. But my father said "You had better go to hospital rather than go to school. I told your teacher that you will be late." I thought it was an overreaction, so I was convinced that it was just a cold while we were going to the hospital. But my thinking was totally wrong. The doctor said that I am very patient person because the source of pain was not a cold. It was tonsil inflammation. The pain was so terrible, but I had been enduring it. Furthermore, I had to have tonsil surgery. I felt dead and horrible. My tears fell down spontaneously. Father said to me, "Don't worry sweetheart. I am here beside you. It will be okay." Father tried to relax and relieve me.
Two days later, I had tonsil surgery. Before the surgery, I took six injections. It was like chaos. Six injections... It was an unforgettable experience. Maybe, it was my most painful moment in my life.
During the surgery, the pain was so terrible, so I cried continuously. At the end of the surgery, I had a double nose bleed and couldn't say any words for 2 weeks.
I vomited blood mass. I could not even sleep because of the blood. After 5 hours, I went back home. I could eat only cold liquid food. I was starving during those days. But my father also had a tough life. He did not go to work because of me. Everyday, he always care for me. I was very sorry and grateful.
When my father was sick, I ignored him and just did my work. What a bad attitude!
I thought at that time, I was so stupid. My tonsil surgery experience gave me lots of lessons and I will mend my past posture.
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