Today, I had my first CT Scan ever that required an intravenous dye injected into my blood stream. Oh. My. God. It was the most traumatic experience ever. I will tell you why.

My understanding of CT Scans in the past was that they were like X-Rays. I know because I had an accident when I was a kid and had to do a CT Scan of the brain. It was exactly like an X-Ray. Later, I did an MRI of the brain and again, it was non-invasive and apart from the loud knocking noise, all was good. No dramas.

So I do not understand why when it came to a CT scan of my heart, it had to be so difficult!!!

First of all, no caffeine and chocolate 24 hours before the scan. WTF. I could have died right there. Next, fasting several hours before the scan. This meant the Hubs and I couldn’t have our usual morning breakfast together!!! Man!!!! What did we do? I watched him eat. And since I couldn’t, I talked. Hahaha. Bet he loved it. I can really talk if it were to the right people. I only talk to good people. I don’t waste my breathe with the rest. Yes, I am snobbish like that. Shoot me.

The Hubs then sets off to work whilst I go home for my after school snooze (Sssshhhhh…..don’t tell anyone I do that) and suddenly he calls me to say that the roads are very congested and I’d better get my ass over to I freaking JN. So much for that after school snooze. I dragged, literally dragged myself out of bed and headed off. I only jockey park these days. Again, because I can. And it saves time from parking. I need to find a driver but just haven’t had time to find one yet. I asked my taxi driver if he’d be my driver – LOL!!! But he said no, because he was at the disposal of his wife’s schedule. Dang!!! So the search continues.

I registered and then realised that although IJN is very fancy and swanky on the lobby and main functional areas, once you enter a little deeper, it starts looking and feeling like a Government Hospital. Yikes. Space is so important. Suddenly I felt claustrophobic. And then my heart hit the roof when the cashier asked me to pay for my CT Scan first before going for it. It was over RM3,500!!! Heck, the Doctor left me out of that memo. Oh well, what to do? Pay la….

Then I got changed into their sexy green robe and waited for them to insert the drip line. They made me practise breathing instructions and brought me to the very cold CT Scan room and very soon after, I found myself laid on a cold hard piece of machinery that would slide in and out ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok. I noticed SIEMENS. OK I am in good hands, Mr Siemens. Please take good care of me and not give me too much bad radiation. The nurses voice said she was going to add something cold into me. It was cold! Oh, wait. Before that she asked me to open my mouth and popped a pill under my tongue and told me to keep it under my tongue. Ewe. What was that??? I asked if I needed to chew it??? She said it would melt by itself. OK. It turned out to be slightly sweet. No explanation given whatsoever. I felt the cold colourless liquid run through my left arm as the cold liquid got injected into my veins. I could’ve fainted right there. But wait. That wasn’t the end.

After a few more ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok sessions, another nurse suddenly said, “OK, now I am going to put in the dye.”

WHATTTTTT????? You mean that wasn’t it already????

I felt my shoulders slump and I started calling out to my Mom as they injected this warm spicy liquid into my body. I could feel it all the way traveling throughout my entire body. First through my arms, then it crossed through my entire chest. It was like a liquid snake moving around within. Oh. My. God. I wanted to die right then. I don’t do snakes. And before I knew it, it was snaking down into my groin heavily (which shows JUST how much veins there are down there!!!) and finally my legs. It was the scariest experience of my life. I know. I am super Mexican chicken shit like that. And the worst part, when the dye was moving across my chest, I started gasping for air. I was getting an asthma attack!!!

NOW I know why when they asked me if I had asthma and when I said yes, they looked at each other. WTH.

Again I started talking to my Mom. MOM!!! Please take care of me, you hear!!!! This is so not cool!!! How did you ever go through all this alone?? Oh, my goodness!!! I think I am going to die!!!

And then the ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok distracted me and I concentrated hard on my Mom being with me through and through. She wasn’t going to let me die. Not when I had 2 little, OK, not so little girls. Finally, I was out. The weight of heavy metal lifted and I couldn’t wait to go find myself some grub. I was starving.

And then a different nurse said, “OK dear. I am going to put the dye into you again ya? You will feel hot a bit. Just now we did your lungs. Now we are going to do your heart.”

WHATTTTT????

That heavy weight of metal that had just lifted? Well, it came crashing right back down on me. BANGGG!!!

I was crushed. And again, before I even had time to think, I felt that pounded mince of chilli padi fluid being transmitted all throughout my veins and arteries until the most pronounced area, my groin. Man. What it feels like to be kinky. Try it. Just stuff some pounded chillies into yours and feel the sensation…….It is quite an experience. Not pleasant but who knows, some may like it. Not me.

After the final ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok-ngik-ngok I finally got my drip out. Man!!! They used the biggest needle there was!!! So painful!!! And I spent RM50 at Gloria Jeans because there aren’t much food options at IJN and went off to do my school run for my kids.

Bandaged hand in tow.

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