An entry long overdue
Abah was complaining of sakit kaki on Wednesday 25th August, so the Doc gave him 2 days MC, and Abah was supposed to go to SJMC for further check-up. Abah said he can’t walk properly, probably because of his knee. I thought he did look a bit sickly on that Wednesday night – I guess his leg was really painful and bothering him. He did play golf on Saturday, Sunday and Tuesday, so we all thought it was a simple case of muscle spasm.
How wrong could a person be.
Abah had a mild stroke.
The stroke affected his right side, basically his right leg and right hand were very weak. That's the reason he couldn't walk properly.
When Mak sent me to the LRT station on Thursday (26th August) morning, Mak asked me if I noticed anything different about Abah’s lips, and the way Abah spoke. I told her I didn’t notice any difference. Mak said she thinks Abah’s lips were a bit lopsided on the right, and he slurred a little when he talked. She suspected Abah had a mild stroke, a very mild one. That got me speechless for a moment. A part of me wanted to stay home – furthermore, believe it or not, when we got to the LRT station it appeared that there was some LRT problem, which were barely resolved at around 8.45am. Hmm, maybe that was a sign for me to stay home instead...
I don't think I want to dwell on that part of last week too much. Now that I'm able to collect my thoughts and think rationally, I thought I should post something on the blog, just as an update.
I'm currently feeling... a bit blur. I guess I've gone through a myriad of emotions these past few days. Numb, scared, sad, hopeful, touched, exhaustion, disbelief... you name it. I've been through them all. You could say that these past few days have been kinda bleak for me.
Mak has been sleeping at the hospital since Friday. I don't think she's comfortable there, having to sleep on the slepperette jer.
Alhamdulillah Abah was discharged yesterday, after Doc had discussed the angiogram result with both Mak and Abah.
Maybe I better stop writing. I don't think I can see the screen very well when my eyes are blurred. I'm actually surprised at the amount of tears a human is able to produce.
How wrong could a person be.
Abah had a mild stroke.
The stroke affected his right side, basically his right leg and right hand were very weak. That's the reason he couldn't walk properly.
When Mak sent me to the LRT station on Thursday (26th August) morning, Mak asked me if I noticed anything different about Abah’s lips, and the way Abah spoke. I told her I didn’t notice any difference. Mak said she thinks Abah’s lips were a bit lopsided on the right, and he slurred a little when he talked. She suspected Abah had a mild stroke, a very mild one. That got me speechless for a moment. A part of me wanted to stay home – furthermore, believe it or not, when we got to the LRT station it appeared that there was some LRT problem, which were barely resolved at around 8.45am. Hmm, maybe that was a sign for me to stay home instead...
I don't think I want to dwell on that part of last week too much. Now that I'm able to collect my thoughts and think rationally, I thought I should post something on the blog, just as an update.
I'm currently feeling... a bit blur. I guess I've gone through a myriad of emotions these past few days. Numb, scared, sad, hopeful, touched, exhaustion, disbelief... you name it. I've been through them all. You could say that these past few days have been kinda bleak for me.
Mak has been sleeping at the hospital since Friday. I don't think she's comfortable there, having to sleep on the slepperette jer.
Alhamdulillah Abah was discharged yesterday, after Doc had discussed the angiogram result with both Mak and Abah.
Maybe I better stop writing. I don't think I can see the screen very well when my eyes are blurred. I'm actually surprised at the amount of tears a human is able to produce.
posted by Yam @ 11:40 am
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