Pagkarating ko sa operating room halos walang tao. It was already after six in the evening kaya wala na masyadong nurses, doctors, and interns. Val was with me since I was transferred from my room.
“Girl, kaya mo ‘to. It’s just your foot. Malayo sa utak,” she joked. “And I can make the scar disappear like magic. Hindi ka naman keloid-former, diba?”
Maya-maya, dumating na sina Mom and Dad with their respective residents and the preparations began.
“Marge, kanino ka mag-aassist, sa anesthesia o sa ortho?” my Dad chided Val.
“Ah, pwede bang cheerleader na lang ako, Tito? Ako bahala sa wound care and scar management afterwards.” She offered at natawa ang mga tao, pati ako.
Typical Val. Kaya sya nag-Derma kasi wala syang interes sa sa surgery o anesthesia, kasi wala raw
