MY ENCOUNTER WITH DEATH 26-JANUARY-2014(SUNDAY) - 2-FEBRUARY-2014(SUNDAY) DKA(Diabetic Coma)
My brother, his wife, my mum and sister took me to the Emergency Room on Sunday afternoon because I could not breath and had no strength to even walk any more.It took the people at the hospital 5 hours before they moved me into the ICU.This is also with the help of my sister in law and my personal endocrinologist-Dr. Nada. The MO did not even call my doctor when we asked her to until I told her off that only my Endocrinologist would know what I am going through. "I am in a lot of pain call my doctor now." whilst pointing at her in anger. She pricked my left arm and right arm unsuccessfully for just an IV drip (found out when I woke up from my unconsciousness wondering why so pain).
I was so in pain...constantly thirsty, hungry and wanting to pee. My whole body was in pain and weak but cannot sleep. Keep crying because so painful. Cannot hear anything that was said to me, cannot remember anything except the pain was excruciating and I was in another place.
I only remember these few moments:
My mum put her head on my chest and lying there asking me whether she could call anyone to pray for me from my church or anyone? I remember saying to her I have no one, no friends. She said it's ok. My dad is at home praying for me.
My brother according to my mum (this I cannot remember) was talking to me and telling me to fight for my life, that he need me (stroking my head) but I could only hear him when he said, "Believe in Jesus. Ask Him for help..."When I heard "Jesus" my mind felt like as if it snapped open and I could hear and I could see. I was clear for that moment like as if I snapped out from the coma.
Dr.Nada came and my mum said he sayang me too and put my pillow nicely for me under my head. I don't remember this at all but all I know is when I saw him, I was so relieved.
I thought I was dreaming but it was so real when I saw a very bright light from the side on a few birds chirping so happily-not like the birds on earth. These birds were extremely chirpy and happy. When I finally woke up in the anesthetic room and I said ,”Now morning already?” and kept insisting that it was morning because of what I had experienced. (Later, I prayed and asked God what was it I saw…it was my encounter of heaven)
A nurse who was prepping suddenly out of the blue said, “Yes, you want to serve God but you must take care of yourself first…” and she looked shocked that she had said what she said. I was shocked too because she does not know me.
After the Anesthetic team poked and prepped me for ICU, I asked the doctor whether I can eat and he said can. I was so happy that the team there laughed at me. I couldn’t eat much. Was so sleepy… and slept.
The next day my sister in law came and she fed me food…. Yummy… There was not enough oxygen inside of me and so I was on oxygen. My urine had very high potassium.
Day3: Nurses from the ICU fighting with the nurses from the CCU and I was a victim of their fight. I was suffering a severe stomach ache and was calling for help and none of the nurses helped. They had taken the “call-back” button from my bed and so I had no way of calling them. So I shouted. A Malay nurse tried to help me but she was scolded by her team leader and she went away upset. A Chinese nurse – Yvonne came in and she didn’t help me at all. She just said,“Don’t do like that, you will be in more pain.” I begged her to help me but she just walked away…
I prayed and told the enemy to go away in Jesus’ Name and told them to stop robbing me of my life and joy. After that I roll to my side and the pain left me and I slept.
Day 4 onwards… my doctor Dr Nada visits me every day – twice. Even when he was on leave, he would come in just to see me. First time in my 40 years of my life I missed the eve of Chinese New Year dinner with my mum and dad. :(
The needle they poke me with on both my wrists and my neck felt so painful in the cold – felt like a metal teeth biting in. Made me cry because it was so painful and I can only imagine how the Lord Jesus Christ suffered? His hole on his wrist was much bigger than mine…
Took blood until no blood came out from me… I was covered with needles until my blood pressure pump had to be taken from the leg. They couldn’t find a place to poke another needle in and so my IV was inserted into the neck instead…
Made a lot of new friends. The nurses there thought I was a 17year old and they came to keep me company.
During my stay in the CCU and hospital, God sang me a song
I was so in pain...constantly thirsty, hungry and wanting to pee. My whole body was in pain and weak but cannot sleep. Keep crying because so painful. Cannot hear anything that was said to me, cannot remember anything except the pain was excruciating and I was in another place.
I only remember these few moments:
My mum put her head on my chest and lying there asking me whether she could call anyone to pray for me from my church or anyone? I remember saying to her I have no one, no friends. She said it's ok. My dad is at home praying for me.
My brother according to my mum (this I cannot remember) was talking to me and telling me to fight for my life, that he need me (stroking my head) but I could only hear him when he said, "Believe in Jesus. Ask Him for help..."When I heard "Jesus" my mind felt like as if it snapped open and I could hear and I could see. I was clear for that moment like as if I snapped out from the coma.
Dr.Nada came and my mum said he sayang me too and put my pillow nicely for me under my head. I don't remember this at all but all I know is when I saw him, I was so relieved.
I thought I was dreaming but it was so real when I saw a very bright light from the side on a few birds chirping so happily-not like the birds on earth. These birds were extremely chirpy and happy. When I finally woke up in the anesthetic room and I said ,”Now morning already?” and kept insisting that it was morning because of what I had experienced. (Later, I prayed and asked God what was it I saw…it was my encounter of heaven)
A nurse who was prepping suddenly out of the blue said, “Yes, you want to serve God but you must take care of yourself first…” and she looked shocked that she had said what she said. I was shocked too because she does not know me.
After the Anesthetic team poked and prepped me for ICU, I asked the doctor whether I can eat and he said can. I was so happy that the team there laughed at me. I couldn’t eat much. Was so sleepy… and slept.
The next day my sister in law came and she fed me food…. Yummy… There was not enough oxygen inside of me and so I was on oxygen. My urine had very high potassium.
Day3: Nurses from the ICU fighting with the nurses from the CCU and I was a victim of their fight. I was suffering a severe stomach ache and was calling for help and none of the nurses helped. They had taken the “call-back” button from my bed and so I had no way of calling them. So I shouted. A Malay nurse tried to help me but she was scolded by her team leader and she went away upset. A Chinese nurse – Yvonne came in and she didn’t help me at all. She just said,“Don’t do like that, you will be in more pain.” I begged her to help me but she just walked away…
I prayed and told the enemy to go away in Jesus’ Name and told them to stop robbing me of my life and joy. After that I roll to my side and the pain left me and I slept.
Day 4 onwards… my doctor Dr Nada visits me every day – twice. Even when he was on leave, he would come in just to see me. First time in my 40 years of my life I missed the eve of Chinese New Year dinner with my mum and dad. :(
The needle they poke me with on both my wrists and my neck felt so painful in the cold – felt like a metal teeth biting in. Made me cry because it was so painful and I can only imagine how the Lord Jesus Christ suffered? His hole on his wrist was much bigger than mine…
Took blood until no blood came out from me… I was covered with needles until my blood pressure pump had to be taken from the leg. They couldn’t find a place to poke another needle in and so my IV was inserted into the neck instead…
Made a lot of new friends. The nurses there thought I was a 17year old and they came to keep me company.
During my stay in the CCU and hospital, God sang me a song
