March of 2006 came. I was taking tablets prescribed by
surgeon Dr.Shareef for the piles in my rectum. It didn’t have any effect and he
told me that I have to do a surgery. He filled a red form and gave it to me. It
was a series of tests to be done by me. It had HIV screening, blood cloting
tests, and other laboratory tests including urine analysis. I was also to meet
an anesthetic specialist who would scrutinize the tests to see how fit I am. I
did the tests and showed the results to Dr.Shareef and the anesthetician and
was decleared fit at category A. The anesthetician told me to bring tegretol
which Dr.Eshwaran the psychiatrist had prescribed me for some time. He told me
that I don’t require taking an X-Ray as I am in good health. The last doctor
before my surgery was Dr.Eshwaran whom I had been counsulting now regularly
since October 1996 after those dark days at NSS. Surgeon Dr.Shareef had advised
me to get admitted in the surgical ward on 21st March 2006 Tuesday.
My father had informed his contact at Maldives Police Service about the pending
surgery. He had been told since 1996 to report any unusual event that happens
to me since 1996. The Police and MNDF will put me in miniature video feed
surveillance while the operation performed on me. They began preparations to
see my nude body.
21st March 2006 came and that afternoon I shaved
my genitals and upper body as I have been doing since April 2004. I took a good
shower and my dad and I went to IGMH at around seven in the evening and I was
admitted in the surgical ward. I ate my last dinner before the surgery and had
my last smoke at a café’ in the western harbor which was near IGMH. At nine
that evening, a nurse came with a Bangladehsi worker and took me for shaving of
my lower body and buttocks. The nurse told that I am a hemorrhoid and the worker
shaved my lower naked body and the nurse came after a while for inspection. The
nurse told me not to eat anything after that.
At eleven midnight, a nurse came and took me again to the
examination room in the surgical ward. She told that she would give a
disposable enema to my rectum and I would feel a warm sensation in my anus. She
told me to that this is to empty my bowels and I would have to go to the toilet
after five minutes and expel the excretment. I did that. That night my cousin
brother Hussain came after midnight and my dad went home to sleep. I slept
little because of the fear in my heart about the surgery.
In the morning of 22 March 2006, Wedenesday my father came
back again was sitting near me. The nurse again took me to give a disposalble
enema to my anus and I did the same routine and expelled the fluid after five
minutes. They gave me a large piece of white tunic to be wraped around my waist
like a sarong and gave a white upperbody clothe with four chords, two at the
top and two at the bottom, it was to be tied on my back to hold it. They told
me to have a shower and to wear these surgery clothes.
The nurse started the IV at seven thirty that morning. At
around nine thirty they wheeled me in to the operation theater. The whole
operation theater at IGMH was one whole detached ward which was very sterile
and clean and the whole ward was air conditioned. There were several rooms
where the actual surgery took place. I was waiting idle and lying on my wheeled
bed for two hours.
After two hours surgeon Dr.Shareef appeared from the
surgical room where outside I have been lying on the wheeled bed. He told
me,”so how are you?” I said,”Fine, Dr.” A paramedic came and looked at my file
which tied to my wheeled bed. He said,”IV started at seven thirty.” They
covered me in loose green polythene like head covering which they also wore.
The surgeons and paramedics and nurses wore all green outfits. The
anesthetician came to me and said,”did you bring tegretol?” I replied,”sir my
dad my have it. He is outside.” He said,”Ok, I will give you a spinal.” The
patient adjacent to me was a girl I knew from Riyan Management Consultants when
I worked there in mid 2005. They all laughed when I called to Shiyama from
Riyan.
Soon they wheeled me to the operation theater and slided me
to the operating bed by using a white polished smoothe piece of wood. The
remove all my clothes and I was totally naked. I didn’t fell and shame because
this surgery was inevitable. The lifted both my legs and put them on high leg
stands. They spreaded my hands and the nurse who was the frined of Shiyama of
Riyan put a clip on the index finger of the my left hand and a beeping sound
started. She said kindly,”this is to check heart beat.” Then she place ECG
electrodes on my chest. She went to the right side of the operating bed and
wraped a pressure pad on my right biceps and told me this is to check my blood
pressure. The pressure pad was connected to a machine and the pressure pad
compressed automatically making a hissing sound at regular intervals to check
my bood pressure. Then the anesthetician lifted me by my back and I sat on the
operating table. He told me,”now I will give an injection to your spine and you
will feel your legs going heavy.” I felt the tip of the needle of the injection
to my spine and he applied a small dressing on my back to stop the bleeding. He
held me and I lay on the bed again. He told me,”try to lift your legs.” I
couldn’t. It was very heavy. The nurse moved the flat circular metal disc which
was hinged to the ceiling on a metal shaft right on top of my lower body. It
has several bulbs on it. She moved the disc by holding to to a handle on the
disc and switched on the bulbs and it dissipated a very bright orange light on
my lower body. Dr Shareef was seated facing my buttocks.The surgery commenced.
I felt nothing. They had their noses covered by a green cloth as ususal in all
surgeries.
It took only fifteen minutes. There was coveing between my
legs so I couldn’t see anything. Dr Shareef asked the nurse hand him scissors
and that was the only thing he said while he performed the surgery. After less
than fifteen minutes, the nurse told me,”the operation is over. It is quicker
than we had aniticipated.” She spoke very kindly. They removed my legs from the
high leg stands and wraped the cloth around my waist and removed all the
intensive care equipment strapped to me body. They wheeled me to the post
operation area and I would be kept idle here for another forty five minutes to
check for stability.
They had sofas and other recreation facilities in this part
of the operation theater. An elderly female paramedic was sitting on a chair
and reading a magazine which I think was Udhares. Now I was shivering from the
cold and the nurse kindly asked me about it. I nodded yes and she covered me in
thick wool blankets.The nurse then went to the sofas and took a news paper. The
radio was playing songs from Voice of Maldives. I listened to the radio and
soon the excited announcer at VOM radio would play the
song “Reechey” by Fathey. Reechey is a Dhevhich word which
means beautiful in English. Here is the translation of the first part of the
song:
When I descened to the beach for toilet
The stern stare
The surprise to the eyes
When finally saw from top to bottom
So soft, always been now said
So soft, so beautiful
So soft, will be close forever
So soft, so beautiful
It was a song by Fathey from his year 2004 album Boadhabas.
The MNDF and Maldives Police Service had watched my naked body while the
surgery performed. They did this by miniature video feed link placed in the
surgery room. They found my body and genitals very beautiful and all thanks are
to God for bestowing me with a beautiful body.
My father and mother had been waiting outside the theater
while I was in the surgery. They took me to private room 46 where I would rest
and convalesce for the next few days.
On 23rd March morning, which was Thursday, a team
of surgeons arrived to examine me. Head of Surgical Department Dr.Firudhos
wored a hand glove and examined me the raw wound. He said it is healing well.
He told the nurse on duty to remove the IV. I was now wearing a short and a
T-shirt which I changed last night. I was missing my home very much.
My friends Silachi, Mustho, Majeed, and Latheef visited me
while I was in the private room. Also Issey, Shafeeu, Allu, and Shehenaz called
to my mobile to check on me. I want to thank them all for their sincere
kindness. I was healing well. Surgeon Dr.Shareef visited later that night and
using a torch examined my anus. He wore cascual civilian clothes.
I was discharged, Saturday 25th March 2006 after Dr.Firudhos
examined me. My father finished and signed the paperworks and paid for all
medications and for services. It costed a little more than 2000 Maldivian
Ruffiyya and I was happy to go home. I was supposed to see the surgeon on duty
at surgical out patient department in about a weeks time. It was surgeon
Dr.Hamdhi Rasheed who would examine me after a week and he would say,”it is
very beautiful” again remarking my beautiful body. He would prescribe some
medications and I would heal well.
