I arrived safely from Muadzam last Thursday and went straight to the hospital. My mom was admitted in hospital, that creepy ward again. She had "batu karang". She was having urinary blood. It was scary. Her blood sticked on my shoes and I tried to remove that stain. Yet, I was unable. The stain now managed to infect my humble heart. I was so sad to see her in deep pain and so my heart cried. If only there was a thing for me to help her. She is now resting at home, where she belong to.However, there were so many appointment with doctor she had to catch up and medicine to eat.
As I was accompanied my mom in hospital, I wandered around. I saw so many pain, and I heard people screaming out of pain. There were blood every where. I tried not to look but the sound of pain were still there. That ward I wandered, no 6 floor no 3 was for operations/ surgical ward. And yes, my mom had a minor surgery. The smell of that ward was mixed with the smell of medicine, and blood . I gasped for fresh air but somehow I saw more pain when I am outside. I saw people cried for their loves one. Somehow I understand their pain. My mom, is my little sunshine. She is my everything. She made me laugh and she understands me well. Losing her is my greatest fear. What I will do without her. My life will be never same again without her. She is my rhythm to dance with.
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