Previously on Jade' Appendicectomy...
On the dawn of December 15, as the lights in the neighborhood turned off one by one, the village wrapped in silence and enveloped by the crickets' snore, I received a message that gave the reason as to why I am being interrupted in my slumber.
Wendy, my best friend's sister, beeped me saying that her brother's in the hospital and might undergo surgery in the morning.
At the 11th hour of December 15, the operating room ate my angkol, eating his appendix and leaving his body without it.
On the night of December 15, I came over with some of our friends, visiting him in the hospital. There he was, trying to pee avoiding the tube that the doctor was planning to insert in his ureters.
