MIRACLE

Its very hard for me to write this story, but niat I, nak let it go and to share with those yang membaca my blog (yg sekian lama tak diupdate).

Last Saturday (4 Dec),pukul 730 malam, i received a call from my sister, a very serious call, my father muntah darah 1 pile. then another after one hour. They were coaccidentally menziarahi my parents masa tu. they rushed him to HKL, kat sana pun the same situation, muntah darah lagi terus masuk ICU, by that time dah 1145 pm. My sisters dah suruh I balik becoz the doctors worried it will become worst, panggil je semua anak and sedara.

Ilham baru balik kerja and I packed some clothes,bawak yassin n quran..we were off from house around 1230..sbb i selesaikan baca quran, mandi and baca yassin. just me n ilham, my inlaws nak ikut, but athira punya keadaan, i withhold dulu, i cakap anything happened then you guys come.

at the hospital, my DEAR FATHER buat perangai, he refused treatment. He refused endoscop (masuk tube dalam badan nak tahu sama ada salur darah bocor atau luka). He kicked the palang besi and yelled at my mother. After all the drama he made, and he requested to the doctor, kalau dia nak pergi, dia nak pergi kat rumah. So, by 240am, dia dah ada kat umah balik and stil vomitting. Dr dah cakap, his situation will let him to death. We took the risk, signlah surat.

I was driving at 80-90km (what do u xpect, ur dearie hubby dah terkelip-kelip memandu, kang lain yang masuk spital, lain yg pergi). so i took over at machap. terpaksa drive perlahan, hujan..dgn accident treler, and u can see flesh on the road (ya Allah...), tawakkal jer I. dah tak tahan, I masuk pedas linggi. Masa tu 245am, kakak I dah tanya kat mana, and I asked why, dia kata bapak dah muntah darah balik. kesian tgk hubby, tak sedar i berhnti. I drove all the way smpai Bdr Tun Razak. Dia uruskan parking coz, i failed that part. kat perumahan tu, penuh segala ceruk.

Naik atas (umah i kan flat), tengok semua dah melepek, my father still vomitting..

Bermulalah kisah..no solid food, just air bubur sahaja. air suam. Sedara keep coming coz they thought my father dah nak gone dah. but seriously, at the age at 85 and the situation like that, i tak nafikan. but kita kena mencuba kan, buat yg terbaik. berperang dgn org yg datang and my own mother. they said bagi jer apa dia nak, becoz its his last wish. for me, he avoid treatment. kalau dia dah amek treatment n dr cakap macam tu takpe. so, its a BIG NO for me, ada yg dtg bawak favourite food dia. manggalah, semua macam makanan. I scream n yelled, my mom mmg kecik hati with me, my sisters dah risau sbb i pregnant. takut I susah beranak. That was not my concern, yang penting, kita jaga dia. That was one whole Sunday.

Ilham pun balik that Sunday nite, and I stayed. Ikutkan I pun nak balik. dah tak larat, but he said at least try to get him to the nearest hospital. Kalau apa2 jadi then he will rush back to KL.

So, on Monday (6 dec), berjaya pujuk dia masuk HUKM. Ya ALLAH, dari kul 8 malam sampai 4 pagi I was there, nasib baik ada satu makcik sampai and berjaya pujuk dia sign surat nak terima darah. HUKM come with two solution, masukkn tube atau transfer darah. He lost too much of blood. Yup, i kena marah dengan doktor sbb ikutkan kehendak patient. Masa tu sepatutnya my sisters boleh buat keputusan, tapi i tak leh salahkan dorang, habis semua org kena maki dgn bapak I. Sama gak bila i bwk masuk HUKM. kena cucuk sikit dah menjerit macam kena hempap batu. I know, dia org tua. Ya ALLAH, i sempat cakap dgn nurse2 kat situ, ini semua salah MAK i sbb manjakan sangat bapak I masa dia masih sihat. Semua benda my mom buatkan. dia nak apa semua mak I bagi. now, he couldnt think anything exceopt going back home and being taken care of the "assistant" cum my mother. I sempat cakap dgn dr lelaki, nanti jgn nyusahkan bini..dia gelak jer, mgkn dia tahu kot i tgh temper. Akhirnya, 2 cucu tinggal dgn my father and I balik.

Startlah crancky dia masa terima blood. dia usik tube masuk darah, dia usik tube kencing, dia marah cucu dia. dia marah nurse. actually not marah, MAKI. Last2 i have to accept ini bkn dugaan dia, dugaan anak2 dia, nak layan dia. semua org tua yg seangkatan dgn dia,siap solat, mulut diam, lagi kronik ada, tapi behave jer. ada gak yg meronta but then they accept the treatment,my father being a difficult patient. 4 doktor utk assist dia sorang jer, 2 of them specialist.

On wednesday, dari 4 pint cell blood yg dipersetujui, hanya 2 pint jer. actually tak sampai 2 pun. satu setengah jer,dah dia asyik memberontak..dari Hg 5.9 naiklah 8.4, still low and he still refuse scope. hmmm...i discajkan dia dgn semua dr datang jumpa i, pahamkan what risk i take sebenarnya. nak buat camne, dia waras and alert, kalau dia nyanyuk 100%, ok gak..boleh gak i n adik beradik yg lain buat keputusan. semua org yg ditunjuk dr dia ingat, tinggal kat mana ingat, so dr kata dia sedar dan boleh buat keputusan lagi sekali.

aiyah, selamat discajkan dia..bawak balik umah and I siapkan segala ubat n surat menyurat utk kedua kakak I ready utk second attack or situation. They actually can manage, but macam2 influence dari sedara mara n jiran tetangga yg menyebabkan dorang goyah, so I asked them to be strong and faced whatevar consequences dari kita sedih tak buat yg terbaik..I called Ilham and mintak dia arrange my flight..siap pesan dgn mak, jgn manjakan dah, kalau mak still bagi apa dia nak, kita dah macam jadi pembunuh lak. so, bertampal2lah do n donts kat umah..ayat mak I lepas kena maki dgn bapak I, "kenapalah ko bawak dia balik dari spital, tera?, ko letak jer dia kat spital lagi bagus"..hmm, nak tergelak pun yer, nak sedih pun yer.

but that nite, I balik dgn perasaan lega. Its not his time yet, but we already assume its his time. Doktor cuma nak buat treatment, sbb dia avoid treatment, dr cakap its 50-50 situation and yes dr did mention its a MIRACLE to see him still alive,for me its kuasa ALLAH.

Hari rabu petang tu gak aku balik..and naik flight 920 malam. sampai kat KLIA, terus gi check in, jumpa Maliah..gi relax kat OSIM, urut badan tu, baru rasa badan nyer sakit..and makan..sampailah rumah.

but this story yg nak I share ni bukan pasal I. I cuma nak tekankan adat berziarah orang sakit dan cara nak tangani tekanan. tolonglah, kalau gi ziarah, takyah menyusahkan tuan rumah, nak air or anything, datang terus berdoa, baca yassin and serahkanlah buah tangan (kalau ada,takde pun lagi bagus)..jangan mengumpat, jangan menaikkan marah tuan rumah. ada yg ziarah my father, siap cakap, "penuh rumah ni yer, kalau bapak tak sakit, semua tak balik kan..", ada yg cakap, "bagi jerlah apa dia nak, dia nak pergi dah, tu tanda2 tu dah ada" masa first day dtg melawat, org yg sama dtg melawat hari Rabu, terperanjat dgn keadaan bapak I..

jaga org tua memang stress, tapi jaga bapak I, I think memang sakit jiwa, dia maki dgn perkataan yg kurang menyenangkan sampai cucu dia menangis, sampai my sisters cakap sapa cakap besar, suruh jaga bapak i dua hari, boleh bagi rm2k. bayangkanlah..so, kitorang memang paham, ini dugaan kitorang. nak membaca quran n yassin pun tak sempat kalau org dtg berziarah tak tahu adab, dah 11 malam..my father kat spital, yg dtg umah buat apa?umah kecik, ada 16 org kat umah, tgh tido,patutnya kalau camtu balik ajer,tak, insist gak nak masuk n nak jumpa my 2nd sis yg dah tido sbb kena kaki bengkak gajah, siap tolak bilik..Ya Allah...sabar ajerlah dgn makcik tu. ada yg dtg lepas masa dah masuk darah, ari rabu tu, "bapak u dah sihat, dah bolehlah bagi makan macam biasa" Banyak sangat doktor and ustaz masa datang berziarah. I remember, my first sis, baca kuat2 yassin bila my father start buat perangai mengong dia tu. baru dia diam.

i redha dgn dugaan my father being cranky but xleh terima perangai org yg dtg berziarah..then my advise, nak jaga orang sakit kena ada kekuatan, kena SIHAT. Alhamdulillah, i bukan cakap besar, dengan keadaan 8 bulan, I manage and yes I did collapse on Monday, muntah2. sbb dua hari tak muntah, i mengandung kalini, every day muntah kuning. but jaga makan. both my sis ada darah tinggi, sorang tu suspect buah pinggang. kesian diorang, my advise, kita nak jaga orang sakit kita kena sihat mental n fizikal.

i balik on wednesday, i was overslept masa landing, biasanya masa landing i dah bangun..tapi penat sangat terZzzz. I terhentak,sakit sangat sampai semalam MC. arini masuk kerja balik. penat memang penat. ni pun stil on call and asking what the progress.

semua adik beradik dah buat yg terbaik and kami redha apa yg terjadi. we pray for the best. thats it for now

doakan sekali ok!