Ramadhan at the Hospital

Assalamualaikum & Good Day dear readers (^_^)...

It's been a while since i wrote something in this little blog of mine. A lot has happened lately during this month of Ramadhan. We are nearing the end of Ramadhan as we know, so, i hope all of you are all geared up for the hunt of Malam Lailatul Qadar.(^_^). I wish you all the best and may Allah SWT bless all of you.

During the middle of Ramadhan, (last week) I accompany my grandmother (the one on my father's side) at the hospital. She was schedule to undergo for angioplasty. Angioplasty, what i am told is a technique of widening narrowed or obstructed arteries. They use this kind of a balloon catheter to get through the narrowed position and then inflated to a suitable size using water pressure (something like that).  This is to ensure that the vessels remains open and will allow for blood circulation to flow normally. Previously during the month of May, she was admitted due to health problems. She is a diabetes carrier and yeah, it does bother me at times.

Le Hospital

the long hallway to the vascular ward

Grandma sleeping

The view from where i sit

Ramadhan at the Hospital.... it brings me back memories... because, last year i also spent half my Ramadhan at the Hospital when my late grandmother (the one on my mother's side) was still alive. Although it saddens me a little but still, I try to be calm. Grandma was admitted to the vascular ward on level 3. A lot of my family members never really like going to the Hospital but not me. I love the Hospital very much because it holds many memories of me and my late grandmother plus, my late grandfather (the one on my mother's side) was once an attendant. I guess i picked up my love of the Hospital very much from them huh?(-.-,)..

I'm always curious about how things are and yes, just about everything. The Hospital is also one of them. Believe me, I got a chance to secretly explore a little bit of this and a little bit of that during my time inside the hospital. Grandma (the one on my father's side) was schedule to undergo her angioplasty on Thursday. She had to come early so she was admitted on Tuesday so that the doctors and nurses can prepare for the procedure perfectly in time. Besides, she had to get her blood, sugar level and also other things concern, checked. My cousin and her mom were with us there. Because the vascular ward was situated near the Paediatric ICU only a few people may come in. They're even strict about visiting hours because only  one or two people can go in to see the patient. The reason is if too many people come in they might disturb other patients who needs their rest.

It was a long wait for one bed to become vacant. Due to the increasing number of patients, we were facing problems because during that time no beds were vacant. Luckily, one of the patients was schedule to be discharge that day so all matters solved =) The interesting part about the ward to me is i get to see many things, particularly patients and their illness. I'm curious about that too. The patient in front of my grandmother was suffering from heart problems while the one next  her was going to undergo for dialysis the very next day. The nurses during the morning and afternoon shift are all very helpful and friendly people. I enjoy their company and i also learned a thing or two about how to insert the branula for the water drip. (^_^)...

Watching how the nurse place the branula. Serious, i'm not scared.. =)

Grandma's doctor and the matron in front

You see, being in the hospital gives me a great sense of how content a person should be. Health is a very important gift from Allah SWT. This is because, without it how can you run your daily activities? in worst cases, it may affect your dakwah.... Ingat 5 perkara sebelum 5 perkara... That is why, prevention is better than cure. You have to have a healthy lifestyle if you want to succeed in this lifetime. Without a good body you are just like a soul floating here and there, even if you have a body to begin with. Allah SWT already gave you brains to think and to decide. The rest is up to us to choose what is right and know what is wrong for us. May he continue to guide us to the righteous path, the path where His blessing lies within. Amin...

Back to the story, on thursday grandma was schedule to go to the operation theater in the afternoon. I had trouble sleeping because it was soooo uncomfortable since i had to sleep on the floor. Not to mention the vascular ward is fully air conditioned. Eeek! soooo cold (>_<).... Serves me right for not bringing extra thick socks. I couldn't sleep during the night because the baby on the next ward kept on crying so i decided to do some writing instead. Morning comes and i was too sleepy that i swear the some of the doctors and nurses probably giggled as they saw how i slept with my head on a small pillow leaning against the cupboard. Gosh! that was embarrassing (-_-'')...

I tried to stay awake so got up and told grandma that i needed to get some fresh air. I walked here and there all around the hospital (to get rid of the sleepiness within). I got to see another perspective of the places i set my foot at. I looked through the glass door near the front counter of the hospital and saw a lot of people queuing and awaiting their turn for their names to be called. I guess they must have come for appointments and all. (-.-,). I walked around the clinic, passed a few grocery shops and pharmacy until i then seated To myself near the ward building entrance.

To tell you the truth, i sometimes feel a little calm when i am at the hospital more than i am at home. I'm so very fascinated with everything i see and learn to the part it got me to continue writing my manuscript back (despite having no table or computer with me). Good thing i bought  along my small book in my hand bag. It's important for me to get and gain as much information and experience as possible so that i can pour them all into my writings. Besides that, it's a good way as well for me to perfecting my drawing and writing skills. I love drawing what i see and what i experience. During the past weeks i was so stuck up inside my house and I guess, i seemed to have lost my muse for a while back then and  i guess being in the hospital made it alive once more. Hmm... me and my writings (^_^) I called it a writer's paradise

Writing, and more writing

I still remember, because it was near to sahur time, i did not buy or made anything to eat.(0_0) I decided to venture walk outside alone to buy some food at the hospital department store situated downstairs. The hallway and the road that reaches the elevator was so quiet that it can send chill down to the spine. Next to the elevator was a long and dark road to the cancer ward. The cold temperature of the wee hours of the morning nearly made me having brain freeze. There was no one there except me. It was scary but i kept myself calm. Come to think of it, it was pretty of a suspense experience actually ;) I go down and ate some porridge for sahur. Alhamdulillah, all praises is to Allah SWT. My grandmother's operation went well and she's back at home and looking healthy. She nags a lot too, hehe.  I am content with what i have and very much thankful to Him for all the things that happened so far. I get to learn and see how a dressing was conducted by the nurse too. I took a picture of my grandmother's wound but its unwise for me to post the photo here.

during the specialist & other doctors ward round. Uncle and aunt paid a visit :)

The discharge pharmacy. just recently known about it though :) ouh, I see raya decorations is in place

Anyways, that's all that i could write for now. I have to go and help my little sister doing her art project in which will be handed tomorrow morning.  In Shaa Allah, I'll try to update soon.. till then dear readers =)

Wasalamualaikum