Knowing I'll be immobile after the operation, I knew I needed hubby at the hospital to help me out. And the only way he can do this (hang around 24 hours a day) is for me to have a single room. Alas, all the single rooms were fully occupied. Only the upgraded (read-expensive) rooms were available. Ok, I had no choice. It's either cough up the extra dough or share a room with a perfect stranger. My recuperation period will be compromised if I didn't. So I said yes and boy, it's worth every penny! Newspapers were delivered in the morning (I could choose what I wanted), meals came with your choice of drinks (either soya bean, apple or guava juice or the usual coffee, tea or milo), ice cream for dessert (ok, it's not Haagen Daz or Baskin Robbins but which hospital ever serves their patients ice cream?), physio therapy was conducted in the room, I had limited Astro channels, individual air cond, different sheets, a comforter...the list goes on.The best part was - upon being discharged, the nurses did everything for me - I didn't have to pick up my own medication from the pharmacy, I didn't have to go to the discharge counter and sign a bunch of papers...
So - apart from the pain of surgery, this was the best experience I ever had in a hospital!
