
On the 50th day, something shocking happened to me... it is related to my health :( When I first discovered the symptom, I don't know how to react or what to do. Much like how I felt when I had my miscarriage. Googled for all the information I can get, called my gynae friend who asked me to wait till next week if possible because she's attending a course the whole week, paced the floor in a daze while waiting for hubby to return. I broke the news about my symptom gently, after he has taken the breakfast, rest for a while and handled some work matters over the net.
Sigh! How I feel is probably something like this example...
- You pulled a leg muscle and have to walk in a limp, and how you wish you can have the full utility of your leg.
- You scratch your leg badly and it bleeds, and you probably wish to have a temporary limp due to pulled muscle because it is so much better than the bad scratch. Of course the ultimate wish is for the full utility of the leg.
- Then, something really bad happened and doctor have to amputate part of the leg, and you probably wish to have a limp or a scratch if not full use of the leg because those are so much better than the amputation.
- What if, the situation worsens and the whole leg has to be amputated, then you probably thought part amputation is better than the full amputation.
- In a worse situation still, both legs has to be amputated. You probably thought to lose 1 leg is still better than losing both.
And the story might go on and on... everytime, a worse than before situation makes you realize the previous situation you were in wasn't so bad.
Double sigh! I love adventure and trying new things and if the symptom proven to be the dreaded situation, I have to mind my every move and activities. The possibility of another baby might pose another risk for me :( The only way to give me strength to go through this situation is thinking of other worse things that could happen. And I wish I could genuinely be thankful of the little test given to me by Him. I praised him and said Alhamdulillah to all that I have now, the things He has bestowed on me... but how do I know it was a sincere and genuine thanks to Allah? Because some part of me still wished I didn't have to go through this situation, part of me wished I could be healthy and normal like how I was before the pregnancy and miscarriage. How do I know I accepted this test with an open heart and full believe that this test means He loves me and because He knows it is best for me? Do I truly believe, because of this test, something better awaits me?
I wish I am truly genuinely and sincerely tawakkal to Him. Someone posted in FB about humility in our prayers. We might think we have given all in our do'a, we are sincere in our do'a... but we might not be humble enough when we ask from him. Nauzubillah...
Anyway, we looked for another masseuse and I found someone in Puchong Prima which I read about in someone's blog. Such a disappointment... there'll be another story on this later. Then I have to push all my fears aside and focus on my 3-days training. My first training after like 6 months hiatus. The first day, I slept by 9 I think... and woke up at 12, unable to sleep for a while. The second day, almost the same story. I tried to stay awake till past 10 p.m. I woke up a few times since hubby can't sleep, but fall asleep again every time. Then last night, went to Klang and found another masseuse. I really needed one due to the 3-days training and the situation of course. Alhamdulillah I do feel much better after the massage. Really, really satisfied and the cost is so much cheaper than all the other masseuse I've used during my confinement. I hope my situation will get better and no drastic action is required.






