On our way back to KL from Melaka last few weeks, Khalis and I stopped for lunch in Seremban with the in laws. We went to this famous restaurant in Seremban, Restoren Nelayan. They served authentic Nogori food and had gulai tempoyak. The highlight of the day was ikan kerai which I unfortunately couldnt try because of the tempoyak. Nevertheless, I really enjoyed my terubuk bakar..So much that I finished sepinggan nasik.

You see, terubuk bakar is very special to me. Its something that my dad loved to make on Fridays. I'm not sure if he still does. There are not that many ppl at home nowadays.

That time in Seremban was the first time in my whole life that I had terubuk bakar prepared by someone else other than my dad. There are two dishes that my dad could prepare better than anyone else. First would be ikan singgang and second would be terubuk bakar. He used to make ikan singgang a lot when I was small and not so much when I was in my teenage years. Nowadays I guess he doesnt cook at all. My dad's ikan singgang's not too sour and a lot sweeter than average. Same goes for terubuk bakar - his is sweeter.

Endoscopy

I went for an endoscopy sometime late May due to persistent heartburn.

My history with heartburn started when I was 14, in the middle of the night and I thought I was dying. Ever since then I 've been getting heartburn for like 3-4 times a year. In the two months b4 the endoscopy however, I experienced heartburn on daily basis. It was a series of mild ones but could not be cured by Gaviscon. When I told my doctor about it, I was referred to an upper GI surgeon right away.

I wasnt expecting an endoscopy, I tot it would be a usual consultation session. The doctor asked me a lotsa questions and he didnt seem concerned. So I was a lil bit surprised when he said that altho he thinks that that my condition is not serious, he still needs to see the extend of the damage himself (read: endoscopy) just to be sure. So I was immediately sent to the other wing of the hospital and was asked to change into a hospital gown.
The doctor asked me if I'd prefer to do it consciously or under anesthetic.. There's no question I chose the later. I'd imagine shoving something down my throat that deep would be pretty traumatising.

Khalis wanted to come when I told him bout it. But I told him not to as the doctor said the it would be really quick. The hospital's really near to KLCC but it would be over by the time he got there.

The nurses prepared me for the procedure. First they inserted the IV tube for the anesthetic into my right hand. It was slightly painful and they had to do it twice as the first time it was a lil bit crooked. Then I was wheeled to the operation theatre. The room was small but impressive enough for me. There were so many monitors! A male nurse sprayed my throat with something that tasted like antibiotics they gave you for flu.

They told me to lie on my side. The doctor took 3 syringes of anesthesia and started injected them one by one thru my IV tube. Then I was off. For what seemed like seconds later, the male nurse said - Ok, dah siap and the doctor was nowhere in sight. The whole thing lasted 15 mints. So thats what being under anesthetic felt like. I tot its was something seen on TV, like you knew you were dozing off and you count to 5.

I spent like another half an hour on bed, waiting for the anesthesia to wear off. Then I changed back to my clothes and was given

1-Lunch
2-Report on the procedure
3-Photos
4-CD
5-Pills

The result was - there's something. But not so serious. I quote the doctor - the bark is worse than its bite.