phew...... it has been a very, very tiring and gruelling last weekend. As you gals know, my mum fell down on Friday morning from her bicycle while trying to cross the road. She fell right on her bum and thank god, her friends were there. Some of them are hawkers manning their stalls and saw what had happened and quickly rushed to her aid. I was told by one of her friends that her face was so pale when they rushed to her. This happen on Friday morning, approx 7 am. Luckily she memorised my mobile number and called me from one of her friend's mobile. I was about to go out to work and dropping my son off to her place. When I arrived the market place to pick her, she was accompanied by her friend who helped her into my car. I couldnt not stop to park my car as the road is busy with morning market along the road. When I saw her walking to my car with the aid of her freind, she looked so pale. For a moment, my heart stopped. I tried to be brave for her as well and joked with her friend, saying, she must be lost her balance while chasing a handsome young man. !! My mum is the type that can endure any pain but there are only two occasions when the pain is tooooo much for her. 1st was when she dislocated her shoulder on 7th day of the last chinese New Year (2007). Infact, she is still recovering from that when the latest incident happened. She insist on going to the chinese physician in Pandamaran. (like urut urut lah - not our normal "chiap koot"- though it sounds like). Took her there but only urut her back and gave her some medication. I had to go back to office to finish some urgent work and have decided to take 1/2 day leave. Later the same morning, she called my uncle (her brother) and my uncle insisted she go for X-ray. She relented and had her x-ray taken in Arunamari. My uncle called and told me the good news.... all is fine. Phew.... Now the wait for healing will probably bring her spirits down even more as mum is such a person that cannot sit still. The 1st few days was a real test for her. All day, she could only lie down on the bed. The sit up is a real torture and the expression on her face shows it all. Mum is so impatient to get well that she wants to visit any physician or "sin seh" recommended by her friends. To keep her spirit up, I just took her to anywhere she wants to. During this time, mum has lost some weight. Thank god, her best friend chip in to cook for our dinner. We only need to cook the rice. My girl has "grown up" a bit. She helps around after school like cooking rice (she is good at it too) and also tends to mum whenever she is summons by mum.
My son was having fever since Tuesday, June 3.. fever on nd off. Took him to the clinic on Wednesday, June 4 thinking that it was just a normal fever lah..... Infact he was supposed to participate in the church camp, 3D 2N in Jugra, Banting. But I said we shall see how his condition is, trying to keep his spirits up and not disappointing him as both he and his sister, was really looking forward to this camp. I was reminded by my girl since the camp fees has been paid for (RM50) and it will be wasting unnecessary funds if I dont allow her brother to go for this camp. Wah lau eh......... telling me how money is hard to come by ????!! Anyway, come Thursday his was still having fever and told him the bad news... No camp this year.. sorry....! He was very calm about that (surprised surprised).
Sunday morning while washing him up, I noticed read spots on his hands and arms. Wow !!!! panic button.... Denggi ???? Rush him to the clinic and managed to get his blood for test but the results can only be out on Monday afternoon. Come Monday, received call from the clinic and doctor confirmed DENGGI !!! oH....oh.... all this is happening in 1 go. Had him admitted at Pantai Medical center and he got his nickname "DENGGI BOY". He has also "grown up" as well cos he was admitted in a two bedded room without a room mate. Left him alone and he managed well. Order his meals by himself ! Now that sounds like holiday resort with meals in bed. Thank god everyday his blood counts increases and by day four doctor says he is well enough to go home.
These two incidents was really a trying time for me. Thank god for giving me the inner strength to face all these, running from office to hospital to spent time with my son during lunch break. Back to work, fetch my girl from school, back to hospital in the evening till 8 pm. Rush home to mum for dinner and back to hospital before going home to sleep. Luckily, my boy did not kick up any fuss about staying alone in the room.
God, thank you.......
S
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