So ... What happened?

10 October 2018 ... About 9:30 am.

I was being rushed to OT on a stretcher with oxygen mask covering my face ... Feeling extremely breathless ... Sweating and shivering at the same time.
My surroundings were in a blur ... I am not sure if it was because of watery eyes or because of fading consciousness.

I had a scan of my chest and I could faintly hear the doctor say "Right AV dilated, lungs oedematous ..."

"I was right. Then we should rush to OT!" I heard another doctor.

Within 5 minutes, I was moved to OT.

OT wasn't new to me. But it felt scary this time. It was the first time that I entered the OT without my scrubs on.

I heard the surgeons discussing about me. They didn't need to explain anything to me. I already knew what they were going to do to me. And I also knew that it was essential to save my life.

"You've seen this when you attended your postings ... Right?" The surgeon asked.

I nodded as the tingling and numbness began spreading through my body.

The first surgical incision on my body felt like a sting. Eventually ... I could feel my body being opened up ... But with no pain.

Everything that followed was like a dream.

Once they've sutured me up, they shifted me to ICU.

For the next 2 days; I literally felt like a rag doll. Not just a normal rag doll, but a rag doll torn apart by puppies.

It hardly took less than an hour for the anaesthesia to fade off and I began shivering violently.
The pain was literally unbearable. My body felt extremely sore. I had to beg the nurses to put me on pain medication.

While I lied paralyzed with pain for 2 days in the ICU; unable to move any part of my body, except the head and arms; I had a lot to learn about life.

And there was more bad news on the way.

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At a stretch I could only type this much.
Rest of the story ... Some time later.