Under the knife!

Writing this post at 11.53am on 1st July 2009, so I've no idea which block we were in, but I remembered that we had a hospital attachment, and my group was lucky enough to sneak into the operation theatre, hiak hiak hiak...

Before entering the theatre. *scissors*

My group member Ling. (eh your mask tercabut la)

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We were told to wear operation cloth before entering. The surgeons wore green ones, while the helpers and *ehem* keh poh chis wore purple ones. Easily distinguished.

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"You DON'T come in and out of the theatre ok? We emphasised on absolute sterility, so only 1 of you can be inside at any 1 time." We nodded, but somehow, all of us were inside later on...!

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During the operation. There was a woman with a tumour at the right side of her cerebellum, so the surgeons needed various angle of her brain scan, like a map that shows the way into this little tumour.

Some views of the theatre. All the equipments were so damn expensive that their total cost might exceed the cost of a Perodua Kancil. The cost is equivalent, not the quality :)

The operation started at 11 something in the morning, after they properly anaesthetised and secured the patient. It was a pretty major and invasive operation- they had to first shave off half of the patient's hair, mark and cut open the affected scalp area, and expose the part of the skull. Since cerebellum is under the skull, they had to drill a hole to access to the tumour.

There was 2 types of surgery drills: big and small. The big one was for rough drill, while the small drills delicately around the intended area to get to the tumour.

So they were like grabbed the drill and "weeeeee~~~" drilled into the skull while the debris of the bone were flying everywhere like snowflakes!

One thing I had respect for the surgeons was they carried out the operation for 6 hours without stopping. By the time he said: "You guys may leave now. Leave! Before I change my mind!", it was already 4 something in the afternoon, and they had just finished clearing up the tumour.

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Being a surgeon is my dream, but maybe not brain surgeon... made me thought of form 3 Kemahiran Hidup class, haha.

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Why there isn't a movie theatre in Kelantan?!