And here I had my surgery:

IT was around 830 AM the nurse came and informed me that they are going to shift me to operation theatre. Though I was ready for it, but it was shocking. I am going under general anaesthesia, they are going to drill my skull, remove the bones and remove the cholestheatoma. Any how, I had to do it. So I changed, wore the surgical gown. They placed my on the stretcher and toke me to OT. In the OT I were received by nurses, and doctors. Many people around me, one confirming my identity, other checking vital signs, other checking IV site. I felt my IV site is hot, and then then I didn’t remember, went to deep sleep.I woke up from dreams, and I felt i had along sleep. I was feeling nauseated and I vomited two time. I can remember the nurse helping me to turn my head to one side while throwing up. I felt too much dizzy. And then…? Did I had my operation? Yes…I had dressing on my head. And I asked did I got my operation? They said yes, I asked the time, it was 4 PM. Oh my GOD I had almost 6-7 hours surgery? How happy I was at that time, because I did not feel the pain of incisions and drilling. Suddenly the possible complications of surgery came to my mind; do I have facial palsy? How is my taste? How is my hearing? So I started moving both sides of my face, and I could do it. I moved my tongue and tried to see if there is any numbness, and it was ok and finally I scratched the dressing in my left ear and I could hear. Alhamdulillah, I can not express how I felt happy. But I was just out of anaesthesia, I was too much dizzy, I could barely move of hands and legs. And it was at this time that my wife came to my mind. She was supposed to come to hospital with the kids. Where is she? How is she doing? So I asked for my phone. The nurses tried to comfort me, but I insisted I wanted to talk to my wife. And finally I got my mobile, called her. I was telling her I had just a dressing of my ear and I am ok, but she already knew, and told me they are waiting in my room with my brother….continued.

And I can feel this Hadith by every cell of my body:

"There are two blessings which many people waste: health and free time.”

Alhamdulillah

And Her it comes, time for surgery:

Tomorrow I will go under surgery for my left ear cholestiatoma. This afternoon the Anaesthesia consultant came to take consent. She described the possible complications anaesthesia, that includes hypotension, hypertension, sore throat after intubation. What is my choice? nothing, just to accept it. I need the surgery. And in the evening the ENT consultant had along discussion. He described the procedure in details, what he expects and what he doesn’t expects. The operation may take 3-4 hours but it could take more then 5-6 hours. He described of possible complications; facial nerve palsy, loss of taste, loss of hearing, possible recurrence and many others. He was telling he will do his best but I need to understand the risks and to decide. I have to trust in Allah SWT to save me from those nasty complications.  It has been almost 2 months I am suffering, taking IV medication for 1.5 month and sleeping in the hospital for around 10 days. I feel nervous, anxious, but have no other choice. But I am happy I am getting premedication. 

When I will close my eyes the doctor and his team will start by drill, and I hope by the time I will open my eyes I will be in my room. But who know……?

And here I come after 4 years

It is almost 4 years since I wrote the last time in my blog. Or even more then 4 years. In these years a lot of things have changed. I am no longer in my beloved country. My dear mother whom I love most is no longer with us. I have 3 more kids, Alhamdulillah. My brothers have married and they have kids. We used to live in one house under one shelter but things have changed. They have their own life now. But we still come together, and wow....I can't imagine how the life would have been if we were in one house with all these kids. Alhmadulillah and Ma'sha'Allah.

 I came to work in UAE, and it is more then 3 years by now. Started working in Oasis Hospital, I learned a lot of things there. The new culture, the new people and most important the new language; ARABIC. It was like starting from scratch. Being from a country which is mostly known for 3 decades of war, I was slowly accepted. I tried hard to prove that Afghans are as smart as other people around the world, but they don't get chance to prove themselves. I managed to prove it. I was one of the top doctors in my institution, I became AHA ACLS instructor and deliver many CME lectures. I did diploma program from Cardiff University UK in diabetes and got PGD with distinction. I appeared for MRCP exam and passed part 1. After 2.5 years I finally lift Al Ain, and Oasis Hospital and came to Ras Al Khaima to join Sheikh Khalifa Specialist Hospital. I am waiting for my MRCP part 2 exam which I have to appear in next 2 months time.

After more then 4 years..............