I still cannot grasp why the left side of my body is throbbing (yes, all of the left parts) when every medical report I have states that it was my right side that had been afflicted. I am feeling this discomfort since I was discharged from the hospital last year. My doctor said that this is but ‘a part of my healing’ and just gave me a medicine to ease the pain. It relieved me but for two days only. I began to consider it then a permanent consequence.
It was like when you boil mung beans. Or cook popcorn. It occurs in every left part of my body. My only consolation is that nobody can notice my pain until I tell them so (some won’t believe though, and it makes me wonder if it would have been better if I have appeared more sick).
I’ve come to just adapt to this. When I came back to the Philippines last May and met the neurologist who conducted my first operation, I was hoping he could give me an answer. When I had an angirogram last September, I was praying that I would not have to deal with this ‘feeling’ afterward. But it remained, like it was the most natural thing that could happen to a 24-year-old-lass budding with dreams that could not come true anymore…
