ushhhhh...this is a very dramatic week for me.
I’m pleased with the convocation, my first job and my two best friends' engagements. But the sad thing is nenek been admitted to the Changi Hospital. I've never seen nenek in such condition. On the first day I came to visit her (Thursday), she was so breathless. She was crying and a bit howling. I really understand how the feel of gasping because it’s likes being attack with asthma, which you can’t breathe easily. I was tearing because I've seen her in such condition. At that time, I beg to God to shift nenek’s pain to me because I can’t bear to see her like that. She’s so restless. Then, the next day (Friday), after work, I’m straight away gone to Singapore with my mum to visit nenek again. Now, nenek is supervised under MICU. All those machines and wires and needles are everywhere, surrounding & pinch into her body, I’m so heartrending. At that time (friday), nenek still conscious. I’m stroking her hand and I advised her to recite the name of Allah in her heart. I still can see she’s smiling back at me. That was nenek’s last expression when I left the ICU. Hopefully nenek recover soon. My week is quiet hectic.
I’m pleased with the convocation, my first job and my two best friends' engagements. But the sad thing is nenek been admitted to the Changi Hospital. I've never seen nenek in such condition. On the first day I came to visit her (Thursday), she was so breathless. She was crying and a bit howling. I really understand how the feel of gasping because it’s likes being attack with asthma, which you can’t breathe easily. I was tearing because I've seen her in such condition. At that time, I beg to God to shift nenek’s pain to me because I can’t bear to see her like that. She’s so restless. Then, the next day (Friday), after work, I’m straight away gone to Singapore with my mum to visit nenek again. Now, nenek is supervised under MICU. All those machines and wires and needles are everywhere, surrounding & pinch into her body, I’m so heartrending. At that time (friday), nenek still conscious. I’m stroking her hand and I advised her to recite the name of Allah in her heart. I still can see she’s smiling back at me. That was nenek’s last expression when I left the ICU. Hopefully nenek recover soon. My week is quiet hectic.

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