My husband called it a “freak accident”. We were on our way to our usual cafe in the Bangsar area when I slipped and fell — and somehow, even up to today, I didn’t know what made me slipped and fell. Whenever people asked, my answer has always been: “I walked, I fell… et voila!”
Everything was alright except my right knee. My knee was cut open, leaving a huge gnash. Interestingly, though, my pants are alright. It felt like something specifically “attacked” my knee 😅
Anyway! We went to the ER and the medical team decided that considering how huge the wound was, they need an orthopaedic to work on the wound with me under general anaesthesia.

I had to stay in the ER section for a couple of hours while the admins are getting me a room/ward. At first, we thought we could get me to the surgery room ASAP, but then since the doctor was not ready yet, I got my lunch.

I’m generally okay with everything. I didn’t suffer any wounds or bruises on any other areas of my body (like I said, only the right knee took the cut ?) and I could still respond to everything. What I hated most was: The IV. And the blood test. I hate syringes. With all my might. I asked the staff, “the one that got hurt is my knee but why do I have to wear IV too? 🗿” They explained to me that the IV is to keep me hydrated and to make it easier for them to administer medicine — which, it hurts like hell.

Come afternoon, I got moved to my room. It was 30 minutes later when the nurse entered and commented, “if you want, we can do the surgery right now,” which… hell yeah.
I got rolled down to the surgery room and they gave me the anaesthetic — BEST SLEEP EVER.
I got woken up from a sleep that felt just like 5 minutes, and got wheeled up again to my room and I spent the next 2-3 hours sleeping. I finally gained full consciousness at 10 PM, and I spent time scrolling Tiktok and IG Reels until 2:30 AM.
On the next day, I had a visit to the doctor/orthopaedic and he informed me that I’m terribly lucky. “Your knee only suffer from the wound. Your tendons are all alright.” According to him, I should be alright after 2-3 weeks ? The only problem is that I couldn’t do my usual exercise for the duration of my recovery — oh well, see you later, cats.
And now I’m home and I’m using this.

I feel like Ian McKellen’s character (Sir Leigh Teabing) in “The Da Vinci Code” movie. “AH, ROBERT! WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?!” 😆
Hafiz suggested me something even way better.

6 responses to “How was my weekend?”
Woah! Hope you recover soon!
Thank you, Dan!
Gah! I’m glad you’re okay and the cut was the only wound! Anesthesia is the best, though. 😀
Yessss! The best sleep everrrr!
That is very scary! I wish you a speedy recovery.
Thanksss!