Lil' Sis paid for wonderful lunches anyway.
Yes that were us on Tuesday and wednesday.
A time I believe is very crucial to know that we are there for each other.
Psychologically, mentally, emotionally, physically it helped.
It didn't matter the kind of money that needed to be forked out.
During those times, we managed to take the tensions out of our minds for 90 mins.
(Macam soccer game plak la kan)
Going to her office would mean that I had the tendency to meet her Ang Moh bosses which I am still trying to hear their accents correctly.
They are really nice people and Lil' Sis always have funny stories about them.
While my work is challenging, hers has been mostly fun - which is good for her.
On Wednesday, we spent our moments together at Toms & Toms.
A very nice and serence coffee place near her office along Boat Quay.
I lost touch with my Uni friend soon after we graduated. The last time we met was 4 years ago when we just stepped into the working world.
Thanks to Facebook, we met again when she came to visit Nyai and had dinner with the family.
It was really touching cos she stays at Bukit Panjang and travelled all the way to the east (it is really literally end to end) bringing me muffins from Coffee Beans & Tea Leaf.
Back then, in school we were really these gerek kakis. Thing was that in Uni because the school is so huge, and no such thing as classmates, there are no clans.
Just groups of people who mingle around together.
So we didn't plan to meet in school or makes plans to meet. If we were there, we were.
Ours was made up of me, her, Rizal who is getting married this Nov and Ryan, an Indian Metal guy.
Me and Faridah mutually met through Rizal. But we were a good clique.
Even Ryan made a point to come for my graduation. Not to attend the ceremony but to snap a photo with me.
*lol*
I still lost touch with him. Wonder what happen to him.
But we will me meeting Rizal on his wedding day.
Faridah was saying we gate crash his wedding should the invitation card not arrive.
Wedding crashers!
Anyway, me and Faridah managed to catch up with the emotional and important things that happened over the past 4 years.
I would love to catch up with her again but I guess it will wait until things with Nyai have settled.
Nyai is recovering in the hospital, Alhamdulillah.
She responded to her 7-day antibiotics without any need to extend it for another 3 days.
She is also responding to the new product in the market for the medication of her bed sore.
Though new flesh has yet to be covering the wound, docs said that there is progress and that is a good sign.
Better, she start putting on weight after a few days. Her cheeks are not as sunken.
Previously, I can put my whole widen thick lips in there.
She is awake more now though she still spends many hours sleeping due to the painkillers to ease the pain of her bed sore.
At least, she managed to let out a little soft grumble at me occasionally when I disturbed her.
That made me so elated and everyone laughed at my reaction.
When Nyai tried to talk and let out a voice, I will drop any conversation with anyone and turn to Nyai and excitedly say,"What Nyai?"
And she will look at me stoned.
*lol*
I don't care as long as she is getting better.
Nyai is turning 81 in 3 months time . A ripe age for her to leave all of us.
Nevertheless, I would be more at ease if she leaves because of old age and not because of the pain and suffering she has to go through.
Today we manage to 'sit' her up though with the help of the pillows halfway down her back.
Lil' Sis was so happy that she teared.
Though she could only do that for a while, it was still progress in our eyes.
I managed to catch a photo of cute lil' Nyai.
One of the nurses wanted to teach me, thinking I am the maid, how to shower Nyai.
The Sister wanted to teach me how to clean up the wound and change dressing every time we clean her.
I am more than estatic but I refused this to be taught to the maid.
For now, we are getting coorperation from the hospital authorities to ensure the best care for Nyai.
The hospital and social workers are working alongside with us to help put Nyai into better care. Better still, they are not discharging Nyai till they know that she is really ok.
I won't tell you what are my plans.
I love surprising people off their guards.
It should not bother anyone unless they have anything up their sleeves.
Up to date, the caretaker did not call or visit his mom.
If before he mentioned to one of my relatives that he is willing to sell off his house just to take care of Nyai, he has to change his storyline now.
For even $3 a day of Nyai's hospital fee can be deducted from Medisave/CPF.
Bull & Crap.
The last time mom's eldest brother (different mother) asked the caretaker to return mom's savings bank book which Nyai opened up for Mom to perform her Haj, the caretaker said,"Kenaper Kak Ima dah bankrupt ker?"
I know what happen to that account but don't know what happen to the money except that it is gone.
The latest news I heard, the caretaker called up the weaker links to say nothing serious is happening to Nyai.
"Biasalah.. on and off"
Then, he voiced his intentions of planning to sell his house because his son just got married.
My parents, alhamdulillah, are living comfortably only having to pay for SCV, house, groceries, telephone, mobile phone.
While the utilities are settled by me & Lil Sis now, each of them still pocket an administrative salary every month - nett.
I don't talk about my family much. Not even the people around me.
It didn't matter for all I have around me is the fruits of my own hardwork.
This blog only rattles all about me, me, me.
Just a brief idea, I have lived life with so much protocol, which in a way, made me a social outcast in school.
There!
What more can I say?
While these are designed by God, we as children only try to give the best to our parents for even those are not able to equate whatever they have done for us.
Still, we have our own challenges to pave through in our way.
May Allah bless all the kind souls who have been there for me emotionally and physically.
My thanks is just a simple expression to show gratitude. Yet no words and action will ever able to show how much you deserve them.
He can for He is most Merciful, most Kind.
*hugs everyone*
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