In daylights, in sunsets
In midnights, in cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife
In five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?
– Seasons of Love, Rent
Exactly, one year today when I entered the battle of Nuttela.
February 3, 2015, Tuesday, 6pm
Habib Hospital, Riyadh, KSA
Patients flocked at the outpatient consultation area. Medical staff rushed back and forth. A long queue at the elevator.
It was a regular day at the hospital but for me, it was the big reveal.
Dr. Wael Kattan, a Saudi British consultant for stomach, liver and pancreas – arrived from a major surgery. Feisty and straightforward.
The Jordanian nurse was very cordial.
I sat in front of Dr. Kattan. He held the biopsy result.
Without running around the bush, he blurted out: “It is cancer.”
My world stopped.
I put the mask of a strong soldier and speechless.
My wife cried.
My heart broke.
Dr. Kattan referred us to Dr. Shawky Basherbashi, an oncology consultant since they don’t have a cancer center in Habib. He advised us to get the biopsy specimen plates, which was crucial for the oncologist to identify the type of cancer and possible treatment procedure, if there’s any.
I went home as if my world collapsed.
I entered the bed room silently.
My wife went straight to the living room with my father in law.
I heard the loudest cry.
I was silent for several days.
I don’t know what to say.
Acceptance was not easy.
It was just the beginning of a year-long voyage full of hope, inspiration and fun.
So, how do you measure a year in the life?
Unravel it with me as I conquer the battle of Nuttela, it might be more than a year, probably two, three, four, five or more. Syempre dapat more =)