I HAVE just been discharged from a government hospital after a 15-day stay. I had checked in with some scepticism at the unimpressive heavily tinted small registration office next to the very congested emergency entrance.
Following the tagging on my wrist to changing into oversized hospital attire, the gentle insertion of the branula (which became my bane throughout my stay), and the drawing of blood for diagnostic intention, I soon forgot to be fearful and readily participated in more procedures and discussions to facilitate my operation the next day.