Nidduyiforce is back in action...More like i was forced by Adib.

So 7 things eh?

Firstly, I dont like to blog.

Of course not!!!I "love" blogging.Inda payah kana suruh oleh orang lain lagi.Week in week out ku blogging.Yes i don't have anything to do other than blogging my ass off and my life is all about blogging.

Okay, seriously i just like the idea of blogging but i don't like the idea of being committed to updating blog.

So 7 things(ani banar banar..)


I used to have appendicitis operation.Yes,i've got a somewhat nasty looking scar on the lower right part of my stomach . I am going to tell my experience of being in an operation.This is the point where my life actually started to change forever and i have to bear this scar until the end of my life.

Life before Appendicitis operation
How did it happen? I don't know really...It just happens.My theory is that
after years of eating and then lying down watching television immediately without properly making sure the food go into the right tunnel(bawa bertenang dulu sepatutnya duduk for 15 minutes I think..), some food substance lost its way into my appendix ..after a while the substance begin to alter its component inside the appendix and start to inflame the appendix tissue wall.

So who's the victim again?The fat kid back in form two Maktab Sains named Haji Muhammad Sofiyuddin ..Hahahaha..What an idiot...When people eat food ,the food goes to stomach but he got some food left in his appendix..Wahahahaha.Kucing lagi inda pernah ku dangar dapat appendicitis.Membari malu kaum manusia.Civilised konon...

Life as appendicitis patient

So i never heard appendicitis before so i never knew anything about surgery being required to treat appendicitis.
Actually,i dont even know i'm suffering from appendicitis.

Earlier the doctor suspect that i am either suffering from gastric problems or appendicitis.
So i am pretty sure im not suffering from a weirdly called complex disease called appendicitis because i know i live my life as simple as having gastric problems sounds.(Now i know,You cant be too sure...)

So i got away with just having gastric problem.So I've consumed my gastric problems medication for two to three days and have experience no improvement at all.

Back to hospital,i have blood and urine test.Not long after they found out, i was being told to get onto a bed and wheeled into a ward.(siuk eh kana surung ah..after all i was just a kid.)

I was puzzled.I mean they are treating me like i have terrible disease.Its not like I'm experiencing overwhelming pain .I still can stand and walk like normal people do.
So my parents told me I've got appendicitis, and they told me there are two ways i can be treated.One way is that i can just take antibiotics which i am so happy to have heard but they decide to go with the surgery after all without my proper consent.Well apa bulih buat...hahahaha layan saja tia...Inda pulang rela banarnya.Sanang pulang bunyinya eh.I mean"surgery tia anak ku ani ..tantu hilang penyakit.."

Tuan punya badan wah kesian..Its like myself saying to the doctor..

"Belah lah perut, putung sebahagian dalam parut ku ani yang di panggil apendix..lapas atu jangan kamu lupa tutup balik ah...jahit bisai bisai...and aku tau kamu buat semua ani waktu aku inda sadar apa-apa and and by the time aku bangun make sure nada yang biut dalam badan ku ani.."

Anyway, we just proceed with my parents decision.Fasting 12 hours before operation.The last 12 hours before operation i was really hoping that a miracle occur and the pain could suddenly just go away...

Let's begin the operation!!

Gaaak!Where am I?Kana surung arah some place that i've never been to in RIPAS.Well,Im always getting the simple diseases,i never have to be brought to the operation theatre right?It's always emergency ,pharmacy,diagnosis room and the outpatient area.It's almost time for my appendicitis operation!!I think it was afternoon 12pm-ish..i was really hoping the pain stop just before entering the operation theatre .Well that was really pushing it...I know that i will be given anesthethic and put to sleep.But i can't help thinking what if at the moment of operation i suddenly wake up?(And i reallly hate gore...well it doesnt make much difference pulang..the worst case scenario is i wake up and watch as the doctor is suturing a large wound on my body and there's still intestine yet to be put back into my stomach..and fainted.see?not much difference.macam kana bius jua.)

So i was brought to the operating theare accompanied by my parents .(the view is macam arah movie when the camera shows the patient point of view looking into the ceiling passing each fluorescent lights as he was wheeled into the operation theatre)..I still cant believe it was happening!!!
I thought this must be a terrible nightmare.The closer i am to my destination the creepier it gets.Masuk into operation theatre...bersalawat..the surgery guy put a mask on my mouth and told me to breathe normally..

Its really scary..all people in there is wearing masks ..there's this big light that disrupt my view.. ..i feel like i am going to be examined for research purposes by these people...like some kind of research specimen..

I breathe in..breathe out...breath in....and passed out.(not pass out gas...haha..passed out as in i fainted.)

It feels like sleeping but i don't remember having any specific dream..it was just a complete blackout.

When i woke up..i noticed i feel normal!
No pain at all and discovered that there' a large plaster on lower right part of my stomach.


Life after Operation

It was very painful trying to cough.But i need to cough because my throat was kind of parching and i need to get rid of some mucus and i couldnt breathe propery through my mouth because of that.So the next best thing bawa saja tidur buiii..I still cant eat or drink anything..just supplied with the saline solution.

I have a hard time sleeping because a needle was poked into my left hand which supply the saline solution because i was fasting to make sure i wont get anything to be supplied through my mouth which will go into my stomach just in case ada leakage hahahaha..siapa tau..

So the nurse was checking my condition that night and thought something is wrong with how the saline solution might not have been properly supplied to me the through tube that is connected to the needle that was kana pacak on my left hand.They thought maybe inda berapa connect dengan my blood cappilery/ artery(whatever you call it..i forgot my biology.)So they decide to re-do the connection ..Its not as easy as connecting PC to dial up internet..This so called connection involves me being injected two to three times on the same hand because my blood capillary/artery(again.whatever you call it..)was so small they can hardly poke the needle to accurately supply me with the saline solution...And it was when i was rather busy with sleeping .nyaman sudah tidur tu...thank god i was only half awake.Or maybe terrer sudah bakas kana balah pakai pisau surgery that needle doesn't really feel painful.

No eating,No drinking..for the whole day.Which suck.

The next day i can drink water only.Oh! how grateful i was to be able to drink water(bukannya macam sekarang ani sebalah mata memandang pun inda sanggup..)
.Still...No "mamam"..which kinda suck.

Few more days after that i ate food that does not require complex process of digestion..e.g rice porridge.But no "kicap hitam"."Kicap mana inda hitam ah?"
Well i was told not to because it might make my surgery wound look horrible,such as it might turn out becoming darker ,uglier and messed up...or so i heard..

I just remembered i lost my selipar during the operation when i just started to be able to stand up and walk.My biggest fear is that the doctor play a prank on me and put the selipar in my stomach.Siapa tahu ah?But thankfully before going to UK i undergo medical check up and X-ray and there is no selipar inside my system.hahaha

Life as a student after the operation

Its darjah enam sekolah agama.We have final year examination.Upon recovering, i was told to study for my final year examination.Which suck.Well its just plain memorizing..so maybe it was not much of a problem.I was the only one who got to do final year exam in hospital.I dont think any of my siblings have done that....Anyway, I went to sleep after i finished answering the paper.
I think the examiner pun keburingan menjaga aku in exam.

Life as survivor of appendicitis

I drastically lost weight without myself noticing it.During my time between after the surgery and Form 4, i did not take any pictures or watch mirror at all.(seriously i dont remember watching mirror during these period...i wonder why?But right now i feel that mirror is one of the most important everyday item..hahahhaha)it didnt occur to me that i was getting thinner..I didnt even recognize my self when someone candidly take a picture of myself.(no its not digital camera era yet so you hardly get the opportunity to take pictures frequently..)

So people start asking about how i lost weight.There's rumor that said i was into drugs and what not.Well its just random mindless rumor.Palui..of course not ..the only explanation i could offer was that maybe its the appendicitis surgery..The doctor might have kacau something which cause me to lose weight...

But personally i think its because i only ate the same portion of food i usually have since i was still in the process of healing my stomach wound .(Di takuti excess in food might mess up with healing process of my stomach)

Random Stuff

One day when i was going out to invite Muiz from Canterbury East station, a guy approach me on my way to station nearby the Dane John Park.

He approached and asked"You know where is centre?"

Confused , i said "i'm sorry?Do you mean city centre?"

Since i still got lots of time, i decided to help him out ..so i just bring him to city centre(well its just an easy task..)

So we walked along the big fortress/wall and i asked for his name and he said his name is Sufian.

I thought that was interesting..I told him my full name Haji Muhammad Sofiyuddin.

"Haji Muhmmad...?"he replied in disbelief.So we both acknowledge and introduce each other as Muslims.

So we just talk a little bit more before we reach the city centre.

Sufian asked me"You have family here?"

I replied" No." as I smiled.

I continued".Im just by myself."

"No ! no.. no...There's still Allah.You're not by yourself.You have Allah."Sufian enthusiastically replied.

Astaga.How can i say i'm just by myself.....I should be ashamed of myself but im so glad i get to know him..,,today i encounter him again on my way back to Canterbury from Sturry Road.


Well i guess that is all that i can tell for now..Until then ,Semoga ketemu lagi.

(i know banyak grammatical error..ngalih ku kan cek..sorry)