A very lonely place. Outside the operation theaters.
Entrance, Ward 4.
Many a meal taken here, the hospital canteen. And many a friend was made here too. Picture shows the cleaner ladies having their buka puasa. I can count them as my friends now.
No, its not an advertisement for Starbucks. Sept 18 2008. Re-admission to hospital. Re-stitching of the wound that did not quite heal. Two operations in a month, not for the faint of heart nor a body wrecked by cancer.
Sept 26, 2008. Breathing problems, back to ICU for the 2nd time in a month. Doctors make a dire prognosis – “She doesn’t have much time left…” Decision was made to start the B17 protocol, very likely the first time this is being allowed and done in a hospital in the country.
5th day on B17. Dramatic improvement in health, all tubes removed. Here we see the very attentive nurses giving the all smiles.
The B17 protocol stashed away in a little cupboard by the hospital bed. Still, the doctors are very impressed with whatever it is in those bottles. Two doctors express (one in writing on the medical log) “its a miracle.”
Discharged. The Ward 4 nurses make a rare gesture – escorting the patient all the way out to the hospital’s main entrance. Words cannot express the care and attention given by these lovely ladies.
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