I am freaked out.
Last week, my mom was admitted into the
I am still freaked out.
I mean, I thought she was only having a common fever when my dad called, telling me that she was sick. Then, when I called her, I knew something out of the ordinary must’ve been up when she mentioned that she ‘s having recurring fevers. No amount of courage is still enough to prepare me for knowing what her sickness is.
After the Friday prayers I went to Medan Gopeng to secure an immediate ticket to
The following day (Saturday), my brother (who also secured an immediate ticket to KL and arrived at noon) and I went to visit my mom in the ward. My sis didn’t go with us as she’s gotten exams that day. She seemed to be fine, though a bit pale, but still her usual self nonetheless. I was relieved to see that she was okay; not that I’ve been expecting anything worse, but yeah.
Despite this, I am still worried. Dengue is an insect-borne illness that has killed thousands, perhaps millions, in the past, and still continued to plague our society today. It’s bad enough that my mom isn’t completely healthy in the first place; now she’s down with even another deadlier disease.
Then again, it’s not like I can blame anyone. More than anything, I should take this as a test from God to me, to test my somewhat patched-up faith. Lately I had not been a faithful Muslim as I had used to be, and I knew that sooner or later something like this will crop up. Well, here it is; it him me, and hit me hard. But yeah, hopefully I will overcome this, and that nothing worse will happen to me or anyone else for the matter.
As of now, my mom is now back in our home in JB. She’s been given a week-long leave to give her some rest. Guess the current educational system isn’t that cruel actually anyway.
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