my mum

I wanted to tell stories about my journey to medina and mecca but I changed my mind. This month is a celebration month for all mothers in the world. Although I am also a mum, and I should write something about being a mum to my 6 gifted and unique children, I chose to write about my own mum first.

At the moment, she's in the specialist hospital in Seremban, with my sister warded for problems that she's having with her swollen legs and stomach. Doctor suspected that her liver is the culprit to these matters. I'm not so happy as I blog in because I'm supposed to be right next to her as what I had done to my dad when he was warded for his kidney surgery. In fact, I'm having a short break from work. So, I can go there and look after her. But I know I have to take care of all of my children who are here for their weekend break.

Hmm, I remembered the last time I took care of my mother in the general hospital was when she had hypoglycemia. She was warded for nearly 3 weeks. And I was 6 months pregnant with Najihah. I was also attending my KPLI course and two of my children were with me, 'Adilah and Amirah. Amirah was only 2, 'Adilah was 5. I lived with my parents because the KPLI course was held in Ulu Kinta. It was not a pleasant stay there as my mind was always thinking about my home in Sintok and my son, who was taken care by my mother in law.

So, my mum got sick, and she collapsed in the house while I was doing my practical training in school. Since then, everyday, after school, my father would fetch me and took me to the hospital. And I would take care of her until midnight. My father would come back to the hospital and took me home. When I reached home, my children had already fallen asleep. I had to finish my work first before i go to bed. I was not feeling very well neither being in this pregnancy. I had no appetite and I always vormitted at work and at home.

So, that was my routine for nearly 3 weeks, in 1993. I was lucky when my aunties, my sisters who were studying in UPM and USM at that time were willing to take care of my mum at night. So was my other sister in Trengganu. If it wasn't for their concern i would have to be at the hospital round the clock.

I hope, my mum will be better after the treatment but I do concern about my sister's financial situation at this moment. She's been taking care of mum with her husband since the arrival from Umrah. Whatever the cost is, I told her that we will share the burden equally. To mum, get well soon! And I love U.