Week 24 to 25: Random Hospital Stories

We made it! 🙂 Baby and I had since moved on to the obstetric ward after passing the 24th week of gestation. Prior to that I was in the general ward catering to all women’s sickness + pregnancy cases below 24 weeks of gestation.

24th week is the “week of viability” – according to the medical world. Next hurdles are 28th and thereafter 30th, 32nd and 34th week… I am really counting the days, hrs, minutes even! Time do flies (I have been here for 4 weeks already!); but sometimes I feel that it crawls! Especially on days when I am really really bored of reading another book or sleeping!

Anyhow, just wanna share about a “life-in-a-hospital” from my eyes/ears (‘cos I can’t see through my drawn privacy curtains half the time; my ears have been trained to “see” things!). The hospital is a really interesting place…..

Random thoughts/stories

1) Meals: We are served 6 meals a day here. Made up of breakfast, morning tea (only barley water), lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and night snack (always a milo and wheat biscuits). No pictures to share – ‘cos I am so bored of the food (unlike my first stay at TMC). After 3 weeks of Chinese food selection, I decided to change to Muslim food selection for a change of variety. Guessed what.. one of the hospital food assistant who delivers meals kept staring at my name tag and finally couldn’t take it and asked me “ Are you a Muslim convert?” I am so amused.. guessed maybe I am pretty much the only Chinese asking for Muslim meals here or my skin is too dark!

2) Interesting patients:

Patient J: She was my first next-bed neighbour in Ward 43. A 40+ auntie who converse mainly in English. She was touted a “nightmare” to almost all nurses and doctors! On my first day there, the same young doctor who attended to me made some faces to me before entering her “cubicle” (trying to say she is a pain in the neck!). Nurses have also in turn made faces whenever they went to attend to her countless and almost unreasonable requests. J always has something to pick at and something “extra” for the nurses, doctors and attendants to do!

Lo and  behold! She is a self-professing Christian too! After knowing I am one too; she asked me if I know the pastors personally.. I say.. hmm.. yes – maybe some indirectly but not too personally. She lamented that her pastor doesn’t know her “personally”! aiyo.. she is one complain queen! But she became a friend to me; even after I shifted to another room. She came by to tell me stories, bring me the regular newspapers and also informed me when she was going to be discharged!

One week later, my mum saw the same Patient J in Chinatown, wearing a mini-skirt, sexy top, high heels and havoc makeup – going for a Chinese doctor’s appointment. 🙂 Did I mentioned that she was requesting to stay in the hospital longer or be transferred to a community hospital – which she was rejected. 🙂

Patient T: She is my opposite-bed neighbour in the new Ward 32. Suffering the similar predicament as me; she also has premature rupture of membranes (PROM). She has been here 2 weeks earlier than me. I am not a sadist but it is comforting to know that I am not the only “permanent resident” here. 🙂 We have since became friends who don’t talk! ‘cos both of us are confined to our beds; interaction are left to our husbands and mothers! I have been eating more veg food (thanks to her) ‘cos she is a vegetarian (sharing common interest as my mum!). There are many exchanges of food, information and maybe just that comfort that we are in the same situation……

Patient C: A pregnant women with twins from an IVF process became my neighbour for a few days. She came in for monitoring ‘cos one of the twins wasn’t growing well. I played a “counsellor” to her; comforting her and telling her that I have been here for 4 weeks already so she is much better off!

BUT actually, she isn’t worried about her babies. She just didn’t want to stay in the hospital because it frightens her that the next time she leave this place she will be bringing her babies home. She complained that she didn’t have time to put up the nursery properly! That’s why she kept insisting of going home. Hmm… Kim and I have already “resigned” to the fact that we won’t be able to get anything ready for baby to go home.. ‘cos we just need baby to be delivered safely and healthy first…. So I can’t really comprehend how she can just think of the nursery and not her little twins!

Anyway, in the end – she still signed an indemnity form (so that the hospital won’t get into trouble) and got herself out of the hospital…. I actually don’t understand how she might want to jeopardise the safety of her twins by not listening to the drs. Anyhow, she came over to say thanks and bye. All the best, C. 🙂

OK.. enough typing before I over-strained myself. Right now, please continue to pray for the rainbow after the rain. 🙂


My first experience ….. staying in a hospital


Except the time I was born, I had never been admitted into a hospital. I thought maybe my first experience will be the time I give birth to bb. HOWEVER, this hospital-stay experience came earlier than expected…


I was admitted into Thomson Medical Centre on Wed!


It was one ordeal I never asked for. Updated in my previous entries – I had been experiencing bleeding for 1+ week.  After 3 visits to the gyn and 2 injections; there still aren’t much improvements to my conditions. Tues night became the last straw for me. Cramps and backache and fountain of blood – enough to scare me to ring for help. Gyn already said if there is a next “relapse” – I won’t have a choice but to admit myself into the hospital. I woke up knowing the choice is no longer mine. Called gyn and told her the situation; packed my bags and went straight to the hospital with mum and hubby in tow.


Gyn brought forward the 20th week detailed scan and shortly after she found out the reasons for my discomfort. It is likely to be placental abruption. This is a serious complication during pregnancy where the placenta is detached prematurely from the uterus wall. For more info and illustrations – read here 

The weird thing is that I don’t belong to any of the “risk categories” nor did I had a major impact on my womb. Gyn is also concerned that this condition shouldn’t happened so early in a pregnancy if any at all. Why did it happened to me then?? I asked that question umpteen times too. I didn’t quite have an answer to that. But at least now we know the cause of bleeding and cramps. I was immediately put on dosages of blood-clotting medicine and womb-calming injection. I was classified a C.R.I.B – Compulsory Rest In Bed – as well.



Compulsory Rest In Bed - CRIB


 To me – it was a rather interesting hospital stay. Let’s not talk about all the discomfort and etc. I must say that TMC really impressed me in terms of their staff, facilities and most importantly – FOOD! We asked for a 4 bedded room (I didn’t want to spend too much); but we got a free upgrade to a 2 bedded room instead! The nurses were really “Thomson angels” – as the name nicely suggested. Most of them attending to me are older, auntie-looking nurses. But they really do their job well! Throughout my stay, b’cos I am a CRIB – they kept saying (nicely) – “don’t move; just press the attention bell if you need anything”. They reminded me time and time again not to move an inch. Must say that they make an otherwise unpleasant incident much easier.


Ok – now to my fav section – FOOD! Thank God, I still have an appetite. 🙂 Probably the only thing I look forward to are meal times. They served us 6 meals daily!

haa.. no wonder gyn told me that from the scan, bb is quite chubby! His stomach and weight is slightly above average at this stage! I thought – never mind – I am too troubled to be concerned about dieting in the hospital. Anyway, hospital food is supposed to be healthy right? hee.. that gave me the excuse to eat, eat and eat…..












1) Breakfast – roti prata , banana and milo                          

2) The famous boiled soup (supposed to promote lactation) and milo

3) Lunch – stewed lamb, bread & butter, corn soup, salad and mango dessert

4) Dinner – Chinese menu (veg, stewed chicken, double-boiled soup and fruit)

5) Night snack – slice of fruit cake and milo

6) I forgotten to take a pic of tea time – slice of tuna bread and milo


So.. I was really well-fed! haha.. Never imagined hospital food to be quite yummy! I had mee siam for breakfast the other day too! Thought these hawker-like food aren’t supposed to be healthy?? But then, since they are “hospital-food” – should be fine right? So the above are my “comfort food” throughout my 3 days, 2 nights stay at TMC.


Of course, I had my loving Kim and forever-sacrificial mum for company in the day time. 🙂 Can’t ask for more. 🙂

But it is good to be home now – especially away from a snore-louder-than-anyone-I-know neighbour and away from confinement as a CRIB. 🙂

Gyn continued to advised RIB – Rest In Bed – but at least I have the comfort of my own bed and internet access! haha…

Continue to pray that bb stays healthy and grows towards full term. 🙂