tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11183547975071343612024-03-05T12:14:57.039-08:00Aku punya ceritanot suitable for bedtime storiessarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-5975944503875210292013-06-12T22:28:00.002-07:002013-06-12T22:40:53.150-07:00Penang Street Art Hunting!!Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br />
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Assalamualaikum wbt.<br />
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Hello en kambing & pelawat2 sekalian..teman udah baik dari demam denggi..dan Alhamdulillah syukur layak utk menduduki exam pd 13/5 hari tu...Teman pass thesis & assignments, tinggal satu lagi paper on management yg teman perlu resit november nanti...mudah-mudahan lulus hendaknya :)<br />
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Alkisahnya teman teringinnnn sgt nak pegi holiday lepas bertungkus lumus utk exam haritu...berbulan2 okay teman mengadap laptop teman ni menaip memanjang...tapi walaupun keinginan nak bercuti tu membuak2, teman cemuih sungguh nak travel jauh2..sbb dah beberapa bulan sblm tu teman asyik berulang alik ke kl...so teman pun consider la beberapa tempat yg memenuhi spesikasi nih: DEKAT, MENARIK, BYK MAKANAN SEDAP....pikir punya pikir, mana lagi nak pegi...PULAU PINANG kesayangan teman laa hehehe...<br />
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Sungguh teman bangga jadi seorang penangite :D teman sukaaaaa sgt jalan2 kat penang street tu, tgk bangunan2 lama zaman british dulu, makan2, lepak2 kat penang...even waktu teman keje kat penang hospital dulu, teman enjoy drive kat island walaupun kekadang jam, sbb rasa mcm holiday...<br />
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Sumi san, bila teman cakap nak gi holiday penang, terus excited & suggested for us to for Penang street art hunting!! Ooohhh bestnyaaa!! Apa bendanya Penang Street Art tu?? Secara ringkasnya ia adalah salah satu drp usaha kerajaan utk menarik perhatian pelancong bersempena dgn Penang's Georgetown Festival & stlh mendapat pengiktirafan sbg salah satu World Heritage Site daripada UNESCO! So, utk sesapa yg dah laaaaamaaaaa tak menjejak kaki kat penang ni, jgn terkejut ye kalau ternampak byk lukisan2 mural & karikatur2 yg diperbuat drp besi kat tepi2 jalan di tgh2 bandar penang...Mural2 tu semua cantik2 & carries lots of cultural impact - dilukis oleh seorang pelukis dari Lithuania, Ernest Zacharevic :D<br />
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Utk tgk semua karya2 beliau di dinding2 bangunan di penang, sila tgk kat <a href="http://www.onlypenang.com/where-to-go/penang-street-art-wall-painting-at-penang/" target="_blank">sini</a> . Whereas karikatur2 besi yg byk kat tepi2 jalan tu plak secara ringkas menceritakan tentang sejarah penamaan jalan2 tersebut...Teman tak jumpa semua mural2 yg mcm dlm link yg teman bagi tu, dah letih nak mencari hehe...but overall i was very happy that we finally did this after so long!! :D<br />
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So dlm memulakan ekspedisi ni, first we had to decide, nak pegi street art hunting ni, mcmmana??Takkan nak jalan kaki...jauh tuu...kalau naik kereta, susah nak cari parking kat jalan2 sempit tu...so, apalagi sumi san dgn semangat & terbuka hati, ikhlas, tulus mulus meng-offer nak belikan basikal baru utk teman...hehehheh yeayyyy!! Teman pun apa lagi...yes lahh!!thank u sumi san!!<br />
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So, we got this cute foldable yellow & black (to match my bumble bee car!!) bike from kedai feveret sumi san, en pyan di cherok tok kun :)<br />
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Kecik je, compared to bike sumi san..i call him 'oscar' ;p Wanted a small bike so that i would be more confident to cycle by the roadside which was gonna be hectic with all sorts of vehicles..<br />
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We lepak-ed at batu ferringhi the nite before..and started our expedition on 25/5/13 after breakfast...Wellllll...technically no...we PLANNED to start hunting after breakfast, but somehow it got delayed because astro was playing 'We bought a zoo' by matt damon on tv..so heck, we decided to enjoy the movie first before playing in the sun...it was after all, our HOLIDAYYYY :) hehe<br />
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So yeah, lepas dah abis tgk cerita tv, and pakai sunblock se-inci, we headed on to penang town! Sumisan bawak kedua2 basikal kat blkg truck and we drove down to penang road...sebenornya sbb laki teman tu gemor benor naik basikal, ada jugak dia suggest nak kayuh dari batu feringhi...ohhh....idak le teman...abih tak seropa orang karang balik ke hotel nanti...bukan tu saja, karang kalau nak 'terken atau terbe' mcmmana??? ohhh teman sgt risau bab2 itu, nanti nak kena istinjak plak tgh jalan huhuhu...<br />
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Jadiknya sbb dah lama breakfast, perut dah berkeroncong semula, kami pun isi perut dulu dgn kalori secukupnya di restoran mamak feveret teman sejak kecik dulu - Restoran Tajuddin Hussain :) :) :)<br />
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It's one of the best nasi kandar in penang..Dekat Queen Street, Little India...Here, you can get some exotic food like ayam piru, kepala kambing & kaki kambing...seriously when i say kaki kambing, i literally mean the hooves! And trust me, they's delicious!! Unfortunately kaki kambing was not available that day, so we had our usual kari ayam, kurma kambing, bayam & labu putih :) :) :)<br />
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Feast!!! Lunch was marvellous! Kalori pun dah cukup heheheh (terlebih rasanya hoho)...So perut pun dah kenyang, we're all geared up, it was time to do some hunting!!<br />
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Muka- muka optimis sebelum mula mengayuh ;p <br />
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So we started off from Rope Walk - Carnavon Street - Malay Street - Perangin Lane - Tok Aka Lane - Acheen Street - Armenian Street (here you can find a lot of nice murals) - Soo Hong Lane - Cannon Street - Lumut Lane - Chulia Lane - Lorong Muda - Stewart Lane - Muntri Street - Love Lane - Penang Street - Campbell Street - Argyll Street - Transfer Road - Padang Kota - Chulia Street & lastly Victoria Street :)<br />
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We didnt manage to cover all the street art but here are some of them!<br />
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The first wrought-iron caricature we found at Rope Walk :)</div>
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The first mural on the wall that we found on Armenian Street :) </div>
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A great piece of art by Zacharevic...He used a real old bicycle as a prop to give a 3D effect on the painting...Cool eh?! hehe yg kat belakang mural tu dah 4D </div>
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Mural ni pun di Cannon Street...also by Zacharevic, a painting of a boy reaching up to get a can of 100 plus..hehe...yg ni pun pakai kerusi kayu betul as prop...nice!</div>
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Also in Muntri Street, this was where our famous local shoe designer Dato' Jimmy Choo started his apprenticeship...unfortunately though, the shoe that i was holding up? Definitely NOT one of his glorious designs hehe ;p </div>
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Ooooohh la laa....A smooch at Love Lane...teeheeeeeeee<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">(sikit punya seksa okay nak balance-kan diri dkt celah parit tu..hahhaa...dah la berlaga helmet!!)</span></div>
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Kat sini ada Sup Hameed...opens at about 5pm daily...my family's favourite place for mamak style hot soup!! Macam2 sup ada, yg biasa2 mcm sup ayam, daging, kambing, puyuh, ekor, tulang...heheh...yg luar biasa pun ada, a must try!! Sup lidah lembu, sup urat, perut, kaki kambing and yg paling special - sup torpedo!! hahahahhaha...kalau tak tau apa itu torpedo, <span style="text-align: center;">pegi try dulu, nanti baru teman kesitau apa dia... :D </span></div>
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Mural besarrrr ni kat Penang Road</div>
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Okay, yg ni tempat special kat Penang. It's actually tapak Balai Polis Lama at the junction of Leith Street & Penang Road..tapi skrg dah jd tempat melepak kat tgh2 bandar Penang yg sesakkk tu..selalunya org2 lama penang or even families yg melepak kat sini sambil minum2 lepas jalan2 kat penang...hehe quite ironic to see people happily chatting in the middle of the road (literally) while cars, busses and trishaws are busily bustling around them.</div>
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Typical scene of trishaws waiting for passengers at Penang Road</div>
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Haaa...ni lah dia Restoran Nasi Kandaq Line Clear yg famous tuh..Just further down Penang Road</div>
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Yg ni Campbell Street...cantik, jalan kat street ni depa guna ala2 cobblestone gituh...only about 20 metres from pintu gerbang nih ada restoran famous gak - the original Hameediyah...restoran ni dah ada sejak zaman arwah datuk teman lagi...dulu masa opah teman masih sihat, teman selalu gak naik beca dari jeti penang, pegi makan kat restoran nih...kalau ikut cerita org2 penang nih, rasa makanan kat restoran ni masih maintain mcm dulu :)</div>
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Further down Penang Road ialah Pasar Chowrasta...tempat paling sesak kat Penang nih..kat sini byk jeruk...org suka datang sini utk beli jeruk pelam, buah pala, jeruk segala macam la ada kat sini</div>
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Kat Transfer Road ni ada 2 benda yg top..satu Maliia Bakery ni (dulu namanya Ismalia), bakery ni dah ada sejak tahun 1928 lagi...produk utamanya Roti Benggali atau Roti Tawar...sekarang masih management yg sama, cuma dah diupgrade jadi cafe...Roti Benggali ni kalau siapa tak pernah makan mmg kena try...Roti paling best bila dibakar makan dgn telor separuh masak, kaya butter, cicah sup atau kopi...mmg marvellous!!</div>
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Gerai2 kat dinding hijau ni 1 lagi benda best kat Transfer Road, waktu pagi2 ada macam2 makanan best kat sini, roti bakar, telor separuh masak, roti canai, capati, kuah daging hitam, ayam merah, nasi lemak...perghhhh....mmg best! Another place yg dkt dgn Transfer Road ni, yg jugak ada menu yg lbh kurang sama ialah dkt Argyll Road...sblh je...dtg je pagi2, pegi ke arah tempat org kerumun ramai2 :D</div>
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Next pit stop, Hameed Mee Sotong di Padang Kota!! Mee sotong ni pun sgt lah famous...dah byk kali masuk tv and paper, crew jalan2 cari makan pun dah pernah sampai sini...Dulu depa masih boleh mai meja kita serve, tapi skrg sbb makin ramai org, kena self service ye...</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">Kualiti rasa mee sotong? Masih top!!</span></div>
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Ini lah rupa mee sotong Hameed..mee goreng mamak dgn sambal sotong...huhu lapar le pulakk :D</div>
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Order plakk coconut shake....air kelapa campur dgn vanilla ice cream...perghhhh!!!</div>
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Ni pun dekat Chulia Street</div>
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Okeh....byknyaaaa gambo teman letak...Best!!Rasa mcm nak pegi lagi, nak cukupkan semua koleksi gambar art yg ada, especially mural2 yg cantik2 tu :D</div>
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Utk yg nak jejak Penang Art Street, trail nya di <a href="https://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&oe=UTF8&msa=0&msid=206983907087560792960.0004c3e782fdd713fd759" target="_blank">sini</a> ..u can either walk (ramai jugak yg hunting sambil berjalan jugak teman tengok haritu) get a cheap practical bicycle, or just use your old motorbike, u wont regret it, i promise!!</div>
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Apa agaknya persamaan antara nyamuk dan kambing? warna? bilangan kaki? saiz??makanan ruji??mamalia?reptilia?? huhu...tak ada persamaan ye...'kita tak serupaaaaaa' (terbayang zainal abidin lak)....sbb tu kita tak sehaluan ye en nyamuk...sila main2 berterbangan dkt tempat lain :(<br />
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Alkisahnya teman diserang amukan denggi baru2 ni...seksanya rasa Tuhan aje yg tau...mintak simpang sgt2...mudah-mudahan tak akan kena dah lepas ni...teman jugak doakan semua pelawat2 en kambing x akan dpt denggi sampailah ke akhir hayat nanti...<br />
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Teman start demam hari khamis lepas...dah le tgh stress tahap gaban nak exam & tgh bertungkus lumus nak siapkan thesis & assignments...agak tersentot persiapan exam teman disebabkan demam ni...nampak sgt manusia ni hanya mampu merancang kan?? Allah jua yg menentukan...<br />
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Hari pertama teman demam mmg dah rasa pelik...tiba2 sahaja lepas makan choc brownies with vanilla ice cream di secret recipe (haha, feveret teman tu)<br />
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....badan rasa lemah longlai, seram sejuk...jantung berdegup laju, sesak nafas....tapak tangan rasa mcm kena cucuk2...sampai teman rasa mcm kena sampuk pulak...hehe...mcmtu sekali punya pelik demamnya sampai Dr yg telah dibrainwash dgn science pun boleh terpikir mcmtu...sbb mmg tak pernah rasa demam sepelik nih...<br />
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Tapi dgn harapan yg demam tu hanya demam biasa, teman gagahkan juga pegi ke kl (sumi san drive, nasib baik) sbb minggu tu ada kursus utk exam preparation & thesis presentation...so esoknya pagi2 jumaat lepas subuh kami pun bertolak...sepanjang perjalanan teman tido sbb badan mmg rasa letih yg amat..sampai di kl teman sambung tido...masa tu dah mula rasa loya & x lalu makan...badan menggelatar sejuk...kena makan panadol exactly every 4 hours...kalau lambat sejam pun, demam akan naik tinggi terus x boleh buat apa kena tido je...teman rasa sepanjang teman kena denggi ni, lebih drp 30 biji panadol teman dah telan....jadi bionic woman dah aku nih...haha..dlm dok tgh pening apa jadi kat teman ni, kena sampuk ke apa, teman terpikir plak satu cincin kepunyaan teman ni...dah lama teman x pakai...terbiar je dlm jewellery box teman...baru je pakai dlm 2-3 hari, terus demam...terpikir pulak kalau2 kena sampuk dgn cincin tu....hahahhaha....kurafat kurafat...boleh masuk mastika nih...dlm dok pening2 tu terus teman bukak cincin tu letak kat meja sebelah katil...hahahahah....kesian cincin pink teman nih...jadi bahan saspek pulak...<br />
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hari ahad pagi, (walaupun dah bukak cincin hahahhahahhah) keadaan teman makin teruk...teman mula muntah2...makan muntah, minum muntah, tgh tido pun teman boleh terjaga sbb nak muntah (masa buang air pun muntah, bayangkan keluar atas bawah, boleh langsing tak payah ambik alpha lipid pun)...masa tu teman dah terdetik, inikah yg dinamakan denggi....sesungguhnya mmg bila kena denggi ni,terasa benar yg nikmat makan tu ditarik oleh Allah swt...perut rasa lapar sgt, badan lemah tapi tak teringin langsung nak makan...sbb loya yg amat...nak tido pun dah x best, sbb dah sehari baring je, badan pun dah sakit, kepala pening sbb asyik beralas bantal je...pendek kata, badan mmg rasa x sedap sgt....waktu ni lah, terasa benar kasih sayang seorang suami....cakap je nak apa, semua dilayannya...nak suruh picit kaki, kepala..semue beresss, nak air sejuk? 100 plus? fresh orange?? pukul 1 pagi pun dia sanggup belikan...teman tak tido, dia pun tak tido...u jump, i jump la lebih kurangnya ye sayang...hahahha...<br />
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bila check darah, dah ada tanda2 awal mcm kena jangkitan denggi..platelet dah turun..normal 150, teman punya dah turun pd 130, sel darah putih pun dah borderline, 4.0 saja....tapi sbb kepekatan darah teman masih okay, and platelet teman masih considered tinggi, teman pun di-discharged kan dari kecemasan....dan disuruh repeat ujian darah the next day...<br />
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hari isnin, platelet teman makin rendah..tinggal 120, sel darah putih turun lagi pada 3.6. tapi masalah darah teman makin pekat- hematocrit dah jadi 44.5. Huhuhu, pernah dengar org mati disebabkan denggi?? sbb ni lah ye...virus denggi ni bila menyerang, akan menyebabkan salur2 darah bocor...bila bocor, byk cecair yg akan keluar dari salur darah yg at the end akan menyebabkan blood pressure rendah....so kalau x dikawal dgn iv drip/minum boleh menyebabkan kematian...generally, utk perempuan, level utk dikatakan hematocrit tu tinggi ialah lebih 40, manakala lelaki 45...so, kiranya hematocrit teman tu dah tinggi le sbb dah mencecah 44.5 huhuhu...<br />
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So, dengan berat hati yg begitu BERAT (setelah diugut oleh kawan2 teman) teman pun menyerah diri masuk ke dlm wad...tapi bukan di kl ye..sapa pulak nak jaga teman di kl...teman and sumi san balik ke penang utk masuk wad di sini...sepanjang perjalanan dlm kereta tu, teman minum air dgn jayanya.. hampir 2L sepanjang kl-penang...dah naik buncit perut minum punya la banyaakkkkkk :(<br />
Sesampainya di kjp penang, teman pun terus la masuk wad....tak bestnyaaaaa...tu la kali pertama teman merasa masuk wad...merasa dicucuk branula tu...huhu...walaupun kpj hospital swasta yg mana keadaannya x sesak, misi baik2 manis2, ada tv, toilet kongsi 2-3 org je, waktu melawat tak strict, boleh keluar pegi makan jalan2 selama 3 jam, teman tetap rasa mcm kena kurung....x best langsung duduk wad okay :(<br />
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Sepanjang teman duduk dlm ward, ramai yg bagi msg and ziarah teman..thank u family and friends :D i lap u very2 much...ramai yg advise makan sup ketam...so tiap2 hari mak bawak sup ketam....sedap!!<br />
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baunya sgt menyelerakan sampai org yg bawak makanan hospital tu pun dok jeling ;p Hari ketiga teman dok hospital, dah rasa kuat sikit...selera pun dah kembali...Thank u Allah!! siap cakap dkt mak, mintak tolong kat aunty sari, buat sup ketam pedas sikit supaya lebih menyengat hehehe...<br />
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Hari ke-4, Dr kata dah boleh discharge Alhamdulillah...platelet dah naik 114, sel darah putih dah naik 5.5...hematocrit pun dah turun ke aras asal :) so, teman pun terkinja2 telefon sumi san mintak bawak balik teman ke rumah tercinta ku teeeheeeeee....<br />
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Terima kasih kawan2 ku yg begitu mengambil berat - teh, eleza, lin, zie, kak ummi, syida, farah, jie, fidot, kak fathima, kak zeiti, dheepa, veena, rups :)<br />
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Thanx riena, ilyia, zaki, mama for visiting me (mama- aku tuntut brownies ku di lain hari)<br />
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Thanx kawan2 & family yg memberi sms, ingat kome kat teman ye.. :)<br />
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Thanx pak mahmud, mak mas, aunty sari yg susah2 menziarahi teman & buatkan sup ketam utk teman :)<br />
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Thank Dr Muthusamy & all staffs of kpj penang!! your service mmg tip-top!! :D<br />
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Thanx my family members especially mak, ayah, raqib, hakim yg dtg tgk teman...thanx tiqah yg sanggup nak jaga teman dkt kl, walaupun x masuk akal sbb nak jaga baby dia lagi hehe<br />
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And thanks to my dearest husband yg bersusah payah jaga teman...tak tau nak gambarkan betapa teman menghargai kepayahannya dlm menjaga teman haritu..thank u sayang :)<br />
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Lastly, teman nak pesan pd semua...:<br />
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1- keep your home environment clean...and free of any takungan air....nyamuk aedes membiak dkt kawasan air yg bersih dan tenang...buang alas2 pasu, tin2 & bekas2 kosong...tu tempat pertama paling byk jentik2<br /><br />2- spray bilik & pasang ubat nyamuk waktu tido<br />
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3- nyamuk aedes menggigit pd waktu subuh & senja sahaja...make sure waktu2 ni, tingkap rumah ditutup kemas<br />
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5- kalau demam + sakit kepala + sakit belakang mata + sakit badan + sendi + loya muntah + ruam + pendarahan gusi, hidung, lebam2.....sila lah cepat pegi klinik utk pemeriksaan darah...<br />
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6- kalau dah di suspect dengue, makes sure pejabat kesihatan daerah tau, supaya diorg boleh dtg buat fogging dkt rumah kediaman secepat mungkin...the faster the better sbb they want to contain the transmission & break the life cycle of the mosquitoes (nyamuk aedes hidup 7 hari je)<br />
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Denggi boleh berulang...utk yg pernah kena demam denggi mcm teman, kena double the alert...sbb kalau kena gigit lagi dgn nyamuk aedes, the dengue picture will be worse during the next time round...huhuhu<br />
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Sekarang ni Alhamdulillah...dah bykkkk lega daripada masa mula2 kena haritu, tapi rasa lemah tu masih ada...selalunya menurut pengalaman patient2 teman, mungkin akan ambil masa 2-3 minggu jugak utk fully recover from the viral infection...<br />
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So...till we meet again ya ppl...ingat pesan teman<br />
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Semoga kita semua sihat sejahtera..and lead a dengue-free life :)<br />
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Wasallam.<br />
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<br />sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-1362431064166963372013-02-18T05:53:00.001-08:002013-02-18T06:19:25.523-08:00cerita laptop ku :)Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br />
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Assalamualaikum wbt.<br />
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Pekabor en kambing & pelawat2 semua? Teman tgh sibuk dgn persiapan final exam ni..dgn case studies, thesis...mcm x cukup tangan rasanya...hidup teman skrg 80% bersama laptop teman ni..mmg segala jenis data, assignment duduk dlm laptop ni le..dah ada back up merata, tapi buat masa ni...mmg laptop teman lah 'harta' teman yg paling berharga buat teman skrg ni...tak terjangkau fikiran kalau apa2 terjadi pd laptop teman ni huhuhu (nauzubillah!)...so much so, that waktu malam, teman bawak laptop sekali masuk tido, kalau nak keluar rumah teman akan sorok laptop kat mana2, tinggal dlm kereta mmg jauh sekali..tak berani langsung teman...ya, agak paranoid ya -.-<br />
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Alkisahnya minggu lepas teman pegi ke kl utk berjumpa dgn thesis supervisor...almaklumlah org perempuan, ada beg baju, beg buku, handbag and of course - my laptop bag...sepanjang perjalanan dlm bas tu, beg yg paling dekat teman mmg handbag dgn laptop la...terpikir pulak, kalau2 ada yg nak turun bas lepastu ragut beg laptop teman..terus masa tu jugak teman peluk beg laptop teman..hahaha...<br />
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Bila nak turun dari bas, teman pun beregeh laa dgn segala jenis beg..masa tengah beratur nak turun bas tu teman ternampak sorang ibu ni, tgh kalut dgn 3 org anak dia, sorang baby...beg dia lagi byk, kesian pulak tgk anak2 dia yg umur dlm 4-5 tahun kena angkat beg besar2...dalam teman berpikir mcmmana nak tolong, tetiba dengar suara sorang laki tegur teman dari belakang....<br />
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"Kak...ni akak punya ke?"<br />
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Teman toleh...pastu terbeliak mata memandang....MasyaAllah!!!! BEG LAPTOP TEMAN!!!!<br />
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Teman pandang semula apa yg teman tgh pegang waktu tu..ada beg baju, buku, handbag...betul, teman tertinggal beg laptop teman....uhhh lemah longlai rasanya waktu tu....mcm2 yg bermain di kepala teman dlm sesaat waktu tu...mcmmana aku boleh tertinggal??mcmmana kalau adik ni pun tak perasan tadi??mcmmana nak cari semula bas ni??mcmmana kalau ada org curi????mcmmana??MACAM MANA???<br />
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teman telan air liur...pastu teman ucap terima kasih pada adik tu dgn sepenuh hati...tak tau nak gambarkan betapa bersyukurnya teman dan berterima kasihnya teman pada dia...mamat tu takde perasaan angguk selamba je...mesti dia heran apahal akak sorang nih emo lebih lak...betapa dia x sedar langsung, besarnya jasa dia pd teman hari tu...huhuhu...<br />
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teman pun terus turun bas, ibu dan anak2nya dah langsung tak kelihatan...sepanjang jalan teman menuju ke teksi tu dgn linangan airmata teman ucap Alhamdulillah...terima kasih Allah...Alhamdulillah :') bersyukurnya tak terhingga...<br />
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teman terfikir waktu tu, mungkin kita jarang 'dibantu' oleh org yg tak dikenali...but when it happens to us, u cant help feeling so touched and warm inside :)<br />
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since young i have always loved the spirit of volunteerism...and i've had some good teachers too...teman teringat Cikgu Zaidi, kaunselor di Irshad dulu yg selalu menekankan tentang social responsibilities...kalau dlm bas, ada org tua, berdiri...bagi org tua duduk, katanya...kalau nampak sampah di tepi jalan, tak perlu tunggu org lain, kutip dan terus buang dlm tong sampah...teman teringat jugak pd suami teman, bila nampak kemalangan atau kenderaan rosak di tepi jalan, mesti berhenti tolong...<br />
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hasilnya, sampai skrg teman tak senang hati kalau duduk dlm lrt & cukup marah kalau tgk org lain (especially lelaki2 yg gagah perkasa) duduk bersenang lenang tak kisah tgk pakcik makcik atau perempuan mengandung berdiri di depan mereka...teman ingat lagi waktu first time teman berdiri bagi org tua duduk dlm bas...mula2 rasa poyo...mcm baik sgt la konon...haha..mcm berlakon dlm tv pun ada...lepastu teringat muka cikgu zaidi...poyo pun poyo lah...lepastu terfikir, kalau makcik tu taknak duduk mcmmana??malu le...jatuh macho...takkan nak duduk balik??haha...tapi gasakkan...try dulu...kalau makcik taknak duduk takpe...janji aku dah try...tgk2 makcik tu dgn senang hati duduk...dan senyuman yg dia bagi pd teman mmg teman tak dpt lupa sampai skrg...i think that's the best part..that makes u feel really good inside, like you're part of the world...and you're trying to do something to make it a better place for living...<br />
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i really have no idea how many unknown persons i've helped..but even if i've helped 100,000,000,000 people and Allah has returned the favour by this ONE deed of 'returning' my laptop back to me through the blessed young fellow..then i tell you, it's really worth it!! :')<br />
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so, continue your good deeds to others, people...never stop! not only because you might need the same miracle happening to you one fine day, but because the world needs you to make it a better place! (sounds poyo i know, but i truly believe it ;p )<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Arabic Transparent'; font-size: 30px; text-align: center;">فَمَن يَعْمَلْ مِثْقَالَ ذَرَّةٍ خَيْراً يَرَهُ</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Arabic Transparent'; font-size: 30px; text-align: center;">وَمَن يَعْمَلْ مِثْقَالَ ذَرَّةٍ شَرّاً يَرَهُ</span><br />
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<em style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #000099;">(Surah Az-Zalzalah, ayat 7&8)</span></em><br />
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Assalamualaikum wbt.<br />
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En Kambing..apa khabar...hari tu teman dtg singgah kejap dkt kandang...baru teman bercerita separuh jalan, en kambing dah tersembur2 menangih...kensel separuh jalan, teman x jadi cerita...tunggu en kambing dah stabil balik, lain kali baru kita buka cerita tu semula ye...<br />
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Semalam ni kawan se-koridor teman, En Mizwar Abduh (bukan nama sebenar) ada mintak teman bagi komen sikit pasal kejadian amuk dekat putrajaya tu...baca kat <a href="http://mstar.com.my/berita/mahkamah/cerita.asp?file=%2F2012%2F10%2F11%2Fmstar_mahkamah%2F20121011135737&sec=mstar_mahkamah">sini</a> ye...teman idak le nak komen apa2..agaknya sungguh le perempuan tu mmg ada masalah psikiatri..wallahu'alam...<br />
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Apa yg teman tau, bila keluar cerita tu smlm, teman tetiba teringat...masih ada lagi cerita masa teman buat attachment dipsikiatri yg teman belum cerita sini :)<br />
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Alkisahnya, masa teman buat attachment di psikiatri hukm dulu, selain menengok patient di wad dan klinik..teman kena jugak buat rotation di bhg psikiatri komuniti...bila dgr org cerita, komuniti psikiatri ni best jugak...sbb byk jalan2 ziarah patient di rumah...komuniti lah katakan :) masa awal2 tu teman saspen la jugak..berapa org yg pegi??kalau apa2 jadi, apa aku nak buat...hehe..ternyata tak matang betul pemikiran tu...bila teman tengok staf2 yg pegi tu..semua rileks je...takde mende nak takut...selalunya patient2 psikiatri ni kebanyakannnya stabil...sekali dua je dpt yg amuk bawak parang begitu...hehehe...<br />
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Komuniti psikiatri ni adalah satu team di bawah jabatan psikiatri yg mana team ni akan menziarah pesakit2 yg disahkan stabil di rumah & memberi rawatan kepada pesakit2 ni di rumah mereka...Team ni agak besar- ada doktor, misi, paramedik, kaunselor, psikologis & terapis carakerja...selalunya pesakit2 ni ada masalah utk dtg ke klinik (masalah kenderaan etc), jadinya utk mengelakkan drp mereka tertinggal rawatan, team psikiatri komuniti ni sedia berkhidmat utk pesakit2 :)<br />
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Teman ingat lagi 1st time teman ikut mereka naik van, misi2 dan paramedik2 semuanya lawa2 & hensem pakai baju jalan2...tak pakai uniform pun...tujuannya utk mengelakkan stigma daripada jiran2...apa pulak org kata nanti ye..kalau sekali seminggu ada misi dtg rumah bagi ubat....nampak sgt ada penyakit tak stabil...teman mengangguk senyum...betul jugak ye...<br />
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Kitorg pegi nak dekat 5 rumah jugak haritu....pengalaman dgn patient tak payah cerita lah..mmg kelakar....ada yg sampai marah teman sbb tak lahirkan lagi anaknya setelah 7 tahun mengandung...tapi apa yg teman nak cerita dekat sini adalah kegigihan team komuniti psikiatri ni dlm memberikan yg terbaik utk pesakit2 mereka...mula2 teman ingatkan tugas mereka sekadar memberi ubat suntikan, top up ubat2 pil...tapi rupa2nya mereka lakukan lebih 100 000000xxx daripada tu :)<br />
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Sesampainya di rumah pesakit, deme akan bersihkan sikit apa2 yg patut...kadang2 sampai buat gotong royong bersihkan rumah pesakit...semak samun, lalang semua di tebas...barang2 tak berguna, sampah semua dibuang...<br />
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Lepastu hehe..masa utk menyolek pesakit..hehe...capailah apa yg ada...kalau ada sikat, disikatnya rambut elok2...diikat kemas2..kekadang kalau pesakit belum mandi, deme akan suruh pesakit mandi dulu, lepastu lagi best bersolek..<br />
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Kalau pesakit nampak agak serabai, rambut, kuku dah panjang, deme lagi seronok..abih semua dibersihkan :)<br />
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Yeahh, adik paramedik kita dah mula mencukur misai patient..<br />
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Okay, adik perempuan terapis carakerja pun dah mula memotong kuku...<br />
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Sorang lagi adik paramedik menggunting rambut pesakit :)<br />
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Lepas dah siap semua tu..deme akan sama2 pastikan ubat patient cukup sehingga lawatan selanjutnya...dan untuk memastikan patient mudah ingat nak makan ubat, mereka bersungguh2 buat carta macam ni supaya patient tak lupa :)<br />
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Hmmmm.....bagus takkk???? Teman sgt tersentuh masa tgk carta ni pertama kali...besaq tau...besaq kad manila tu...jadinya, kalau patient lupa atau degil nak makan ubat pun, kurang2nya kami boleh kesan le :)<br />
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Lepas dah selesai sebuah rumah..benda yg sama akan dibuat ke rumah seterusnya....so, kome boleh agak la betapa letihnya teman bila dah selesai semua rumah tu...tup tup, masa nak balik tu, teman tengok kitorg ambik jalan lain pulak...bukan ke arah hukm...teman tanya misi..'kita nak ke mana ni?'<br />
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'Nak pegi stesen bas kejap Dr, nak tolong carikan keje utk patient tadi tu'<br />
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Hah??tolong carikan keje utk patient??sampai mcmtu sekali u all berkhidmat utk patients ye :)) terharu benor le teman waktu tu...tapi teman terpikir pulak...nak cari keje apa?pemandu bas ke??hehe...bila sampai di sana baru le teman paham....nak dicarikan keje sbg cleaner sbb patient tu dah stabil dan perlu menyara diri sendiri....masa kat stesen bas tu, pegawai psikologi pulak yg main peranan hantar resume patient dan memberikan keyakinan pada majikan yg patient tu dah sihat dan stabil :)) suka teman...majikan pun nampak puas hati & takde masalah...rupa2nya sblm ni pun team komuniti psikiatri ni pernah hantar pesakit mereka utk bekerja di sana..dan rata2 pesakit2 tersebut semuanya bekerja dgn rajin, takde mengulor mcm sesetengah kita ni ;p<br />
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Ni gambar kami kat stesen bas tu...whole team of community psychiatry..muka puas hati sbb berjaya dptkan pekerjaan utk patient :)<br />
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On the way balik dari stesen bas tu, tetiba adik perempuan terapis carakerja tu tanya teman,' Esok Dr free?'<br />
'Ada kelas esok, kenapa?You all ada nak pegi mana2 ke?'<br />
'Ha'ah...nak bawak patient2 jalan2 tengok kilang roti'<br />
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Hah??bestnya!! tapi tak boleh ikut...huhu...'You all mmg selalu bawak patient jalan2 ke?'<br />
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'Selalu jugak Dr, dlm 2 minggu sekali...diorg pun takde siapa nak bawak jalan kan...daripada tak buat apa2, baik kami bawak jalan2..kurang2 diorang dapat rasa mcm org biasa...selalunya pegi dkt tempat yg diorg boleh belajar something la, Dr..'<br />
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Teman senyum lagi...banyak benor jasa mereka2 ni pd patient2 psikiatri hukm ni..mmg beruntung la pesakit2 psikiatri di sana...dah la mereka ni kreatif fikirkan mcm2 cara utk menghiburkan patient2 tu, buat pulak dgn hati yg ikhlas, muka yg manis, tak marah2 atau sekadar melepaskan batuk di tangga (betulkan pepatah teman ni ? hehe)...Moga Allah memberikan ganjaran berlipat2 kali ganda buat mereka semua :)<br />
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Balik je daripada home visit, teman masuk pula meeting dgn pihak polis..mereka bermesyuarat mcmmana nak handle pesakit2 psikiatri yg mengganas di rumah...apa caranya utk dibawa ke hospital etc...panjang jugak meetingnya...akhirnya mencapai kata sepakat dari kedua2 pihak polis dan kesihatan tentang cara2 nak handle aggressive patients...it's always nice kalau wujud kerjasama daripada 2 badan berbeza...sbb kepakaran kita berbeza, and we cant deny that we all need one another...<br />
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Teman balik ke rumah dgn hati yg riang haritu...akhirnya menjadi saksi kpd khidmat kesihatan yg betul2 berkualiti..kalau mcm ni lah taraf servis yg kita mampu berikan pada pesakit di seluruh negara, who's to doubt that we're a developed country?? :))<br />
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Ketua unit psikiatri komuniti sewaktu teman buat attachment tu adalah Allahyarhamah Prof Ruzanna Zam Zam...Beliaulah yg banyak memberikan idea dan perancangan utk team tersebut sehinggalah team komuniti tu betul2 berjaya...Bila beliau tak begitu sibuk, beliau juga turut serta dalam home visit utk menziarah patient2nya di rumah...Namun, prof sudah tiada pada hari ni...Ternyata Allah lebih menyayanginya dan telah menjemputnya pulang pangkuan Illahi pada awal tahun 2012 ni...<br />
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Teman ingat lagi sewaktu teman buat posting tu, arwah selalu batuk2...disangkanya batuk2 biasa...namun bila sudah berlarutan & dibuat x ray, barulah dikesan tompok2 putih yg kelihatan seperti kanser di paru2...setelah dibuat CT scan, arwah disahkan menghidap Kanser Ovari tahap ke-4, kerana telah pun merebak ke paru2...<br />
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Seperti yg kita semua agak, mesti arwah begitu terkejut waktu tu..kami hendak melawatnya, tapi prof memberitahu bahawa beliau tak mampu hendak melayan tetamu...prof kemudiannya mengambil mc untuk beberapa bulan...<br />
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Namun, setelah lebih kurang 4-5 bulan prof mengambil mc, beliau tiba2 sambung bekerja...beliau bukan saja setakat merawat patients, tapi jugak mengisi jadual beliau dgn memberi ceramah 'How To Lead a Happy Life' kepada staf2 kesihatan etc..<br />
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Prof ada juga dtg ke jabatan teman utk memberikan ceramahnya...diceritanya bagaimana pengalamannya sewaktu mendapat tahu beliau menghidap kanser...mmg terkejut, depressed dan sebagainya..sampai lah satu ketika Allah memberinya ilham, 'sampai bila aku nak macam ni?memang semua akan mati, tapi tak perlu lah kita sekadar menunggu mati itu tiba' ;)<br />
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Jadi sbb tu arwah kembali bekerja...diceritanya kepada kami bagaimana suaminya pada tiap2 tahun akan book flight utk berjalan2 di luar negara...tapi pada tahun itu, suaminya mcm tak tau nak buat apa...arwah memberitahu lembut kpd suaminya, tempah sajalah tiket itu, kalau ada rezeki, kita pergi sama2... ;) masa tu mmg airmata audience semua dah berderu2 mengalir...melihatkan seorang wanita yg sudah tahu ajalnya begitu dekat namun masih gagah bercakap di hadapan, memberikan semangat kpd org lain ;)<br />
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Di akhir kata-katanya, arwah memberitahu, 'Sebenarnya dari dulu saya tertanya2 kenapa Allah jadikan saya seorang psychiatrist...dan bukan kepakaran lain...lama saya fikir tapi saya tak pernah tahu jawapannya...tapi sekarang saya tahu...Allah jadikan saya seorang psychiatrist sbb Allah nak saya bersedia untuk hari ni...supaya kepakaran saya dlm memberi kaunseling & terapi kpd patients saya, dpt saya gunakan utk diri sendiri supaya saya tenang menghadapi hari2 akhir saya ini'<br />
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Ayat yg teman tak akan lupakan sampai bila2 insyaAllah...dan tiap2 kali teman ingat ayat ni, mesti hati teman tersentuh...ayat yg teman rasakan cukup matang, dari seorang yg tahu ajalnya akan tiba tak lama lagi...Selang 1-2 bulan dari ceramah tersebut, Allahyarhamah Prof Ruzanna Zam Zam meninggalkan kita pada 16/1/2012...namun legasinya tetap berterusan, khidmat komuniti psikiatri masih berjalan dan nama baik dan jasanya tetap menjadi ingatan...<br />
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Semoga Allah memberkati rohnya dan menempatkannya di kalangan para mukmin insyaAllah ;)<br />
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Al-fatihah...<br />
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<br />sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-44879888730609037612012-05-12T07:24:00.003-07:002013-02-18T06:29:17.063-08:00Apabila seorang ibu tidak mahu anaknya berjayaBismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br />
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Assalamualaikum wbt.<br />
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Pekabar pelawat en kambing sekalian...Lama rasanya tak menulih...Byk cerita sebenornya..tapi masa tidak begitu mengizinkan...ni pun teman curi masa sikit nak berceloteh..periksa teman udah dekat benor..lagi berapa hari aje lagi insyaAllah...lepastu lega la sikit kepala teman...lama benor dah teman membaca buku..tak terkata dah nak baca mcmmana lagi dah...huhu<br />
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Baru2 ni teman ambik cuti..saja nak ambik cuti supaya boleh study sendiri..tapi walaupun teman cuti, teman tetap pegi ke klinik...dengan tujuan boleh practice tengok patient..sbb exam teman yg minggu depan ni mmg practical pun...so lagi banyak tengok patient, lagi bagus la hendaknya insyaAllah...<br />
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Sesampainya teman di klinik, perut berkeroncong la pule..jadi teman singgah dekat kedai makan sebelah klinik teman tu...sedang teman makan nasi lemak sambal kerang kegemaran teman yang ummpphhh tu dtg sorang makcik berumur 60-an duduk semeja dengan teman...agaknya saja nak bersembang sambil makan kot...teman orait je..dah memang jenis suka bersembang pun..haha<br />
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Tapi bila teman perhati lama2...makcik ni sebenarnya dlm keadaan marah...sedih pun ada...mukanya mcm dlm keadaan bermasalah....jadiknya tidak le teman buka mulut dulu...teman tunggu makcik tu membuka bicara....ewah...<br />
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Betul tekaan teman, tak sampai 2 minit makcik tu tetiba cakap...<br />
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Makcik : Lama betul makcik menunggu kat klinik...Dari pukul 7.30 tadi...skrg dah pukul 10.30 pun belum ambil ubat dekat farmasi lagi...Nombor makcik 80, sekarang ni baru nombor 60.<br />
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Teman senyum simpati dan mengangguk kecil....<br />
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Makcik : Dah la rumah jauh...pagi tadi pukul 6.30 dah keluar...ni nak balik satlagi mesti jam ni....<br />
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Teman: Oh ye ke...rumah makcik dekat mana?<br />
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Makcik: Ampang....makcik bawak kereta sendiri pagi tadi...kalau nak ikutkan memang dah tak berani nak drive sorang2 dah tua2 ni...tapi apa nak buat....anak semua keje....pakcik pulak sakit kaki, gaut....abih tu, kena berani jugak la bawak kereta datang ke sini...<br />
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Makcik hirup sikit teh tarik nya...lepastu sambung lagi..."Makcik ni pun bukan la sihat sangat, mata tak terang, lutut tak kuat...tangan pun dah terketar2 ni ha...masuk gear pun kena tolak kuat2...maklum la, kereta lama.....hmmh...itu pun tadi jumpa Dr kat klinik tu, dia nak tambah ubat lagi..entah apanya nak ditambahkan...tak termakan dah makcik tua2 ni"<br />
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Teman angguk lagi....tak berkata apa2....suasana seolah2 tidak menggalakkan untuk teman berceloteh mcm biasa...jadi kami pun makan dlm keadaan senyap...sekali sekala makcik mengeluh kecil....<br />
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Selang beberapa minit, makcik bertanya lagi kepada teman...<br />
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Makcik: Dah kahwin?<br />
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Teman: Dah (senyum kecil)<br />
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Makcik: Dah ada anak?<br />
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Teman: Belum lagi (senyum lagi)<br />
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Makcik mengangguk....<br />
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Makcik: Entah la, kadang2 makcik pikir, bagus jugak kalau kita ada sorang anak yg tak berapa menjadi....Kurang2 ada jugak sorang yg boleh jaga kita dah tua2 ni...<br />
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Teman pandang makcik....tapi makcik tak pandang teman...seolah2 malu nak katakan apa yg tersirat dlm hatinya....<br />
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"Anak makcik berapa orang?"<br />
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"Empat...semua bekerja...sorang manager, sorang arkitek...semua menjadi..tapi yelah...bila dah bekerja tu, siapa la pulak nak menjaga mak ni...."<br />
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Makcik sambung lagi," Bukannya anak2 makcik tak ambik berat...semuanya bagus...hujung2 minggu semua balik....tiap2 malam semua telefon tanya khabar...tapi takat itu aje lah...yg susah payah hari2 ni,kita sorang aje lah yg tanggung..."<br />
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"Ini pun makcik saja tak nak bawak telefon..kalau tidak anak2 makcik mesti akan telefon tak henti2 risaukan makcik drive sorang2...tapi yelah...semuanya bekerja...susah nak ambik cuti semata2 nak bawak makcik ke klinik ni..."<br />
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"Baru2 ni ada makcik bersembang dengan jiran sebelah rumah...dia mengadu dgn makcik, anaknya jantan yg kecik tu asyik melepak aje kat rumah...kerja tak nak...apa pun tak nak...tengok tv aje kerjanya....makcik cakap dengan dia...jgn marahkan sgt budak tu...esok2 kau tengok la...budak tu la nanti yg dapat teman engkau kat rumah tu...kurang2 berteman kau sampai tua nanti..."<br />
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"Tuhan tu Maha Kaya...kalau anak kita tu tak berapa cerdik...tak berapa menjadi...ada la sebabnya tu...tak payah kita nak sibuk2 paksa dia belajar kuat2..."<br />
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Makcik sambung makan...pelan-pelan dia habiskan laksanya....<br />
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Tetiba dia berkata.."Tapi sebenarnya walaupun makcik kadang2 terpikir mcmtu, makcik tak sanggup nak berdoa pada Tuhan minta anak makcik tak menjadi...sebab makcik risau lepas makcik mati nanti, apa la nak jadi pada anak makcik tu....<br />
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Makcik pandang teman..matanya berair....teman mengangguk faham.....<br />
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Sucinya hati seorang ibu....dijaga dipeliharanya anak bagai menatang minyak yang penuh...pilu di hati diketepikan walau terguris....dan dalam keadaan susah payah, kesengangan dan kejayaan anaknya masih menjadi keutamaan...biar dirinya yang merana....asalkan anaknya bahagia...<br />
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Teman faham sangat apa yg dikatakan oleh makcik ni...selalu teman terpikir, apa guna teman belajar tinggi2 ilmu kedoktoran ni, kalau tak mampu berkhidmat utk mereka yg bersusah payah menghantar teman ke sekolah....tapi mampukah teman berada di sisi mereka setiap masa?setiap ketika? mana lagi dengan tanggungjawab kepada suami dan pekerjaan....atau adakah teman hanya akan menjadi sorang anak yg hanya akan menelefon bertanya khabar setiap malam? :'(<br />
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Wasallam.<br />
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<br />sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-64917367469056413322012-01-11T05:24:00.000-08:002012-01-11T06:06:29.825-08:00a sad but sweet day :')Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div><br /></div><div>Walaupun sibuk hari ni teman rasa nak kongsi jugak cerita hari ni..</div><div>hari ni dlm bahasa melayu..sbb rasa 'relax' sikit..haritu stress...tu yg keluar bahasa omputih tu..kuang kuang kuang...</div><div><br /></div><div>Eh eh..lama plak teman tak tegur en kambing ye...kesian en kambing...bukan ku tidak mengingati dirimu..tapi teman skrg ni tgh biol nak exam tak lama lagi..nanti kita buat study group sama2 dlm kandang en kambing ye...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hari ni ada sorang uncle cina masuk dlm bilik teman...bilik klinik la ye..karang ada yg salah paham plak...uncle tu dah tua..dah 85 tahun pun...tapi steady lagi...ada darah tinggi skit...tapi yg lain2 semua takde..dia dtg dgn anak dia...senyum manis je uncle tu..fasih berbahasa melayu...</div><div><br /></div><div>Mula2 tu teman buat consultation mcm biasa..tanya apa khabar...ada makan ubat tak...ada apa2 masalah tak...uncle senyum saja...semua okay katanya....</div><div><br /></div><div>lepastu teman bukak komputer nak tengok keputusan darah uncle tu...(ye, dkt hukm, laporan ujian darah, x ray, laporan masuk wad terdahulu semuanya masuk dlm sistem komputer, so senang nak trace...yg tahun 2006 pun senang je nak cari...cita2 teman nak buat mcm ni dkt klinik kesihatan nanti insyaAllah...doakan ye)....tengok2 takde...yg last sekali bulan 7 tahun 2011..</div><div><br /></div><div>teman pun tanya anak uncle tu...'eh, kenapa takde keputusan darah ye?tak sempat ambil ke haritu?'</div><div>jawab anaknya...'oh ye...tak sempat nak ambil...mak saya baru meninggal hari tu..'</div><div>'Oh ye ke...sorry ye...bila meninggal?'</div><div>'Baru 3 minggu lepas.....'</div><div>'Ooooo' teman menjeling uncle sekilas...uncle masih lagi tersenyum..lepas tu uncle kata 'Dia mati pun takdak sebab apa2...sakit apa pun takdak...dia tido saja..lepastu tak bangun...terus tido saja'</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman angguk..dapat rasakan yg uncle masih nak bagitau sesuatu...</div><div>Dia masih tersenyum...tapi matanya dah bertukar sayu....Bila uncle diam saja, teman sentuh lututnya...'Uncle okay ke..?'</div><div><br /></div><div>'Saya banyak ingat sama dia....55 tahun hidup sama...satu kali pun tak pernah gaduh...sekarang rasa byk sunyi....rumah byk orang, tapi byk sunyi....'</div><div><br /></div><div>teman hanya mampu tersenyum dan mengangguk..</div><div><br /></div><div>Tiba2 uncle ambil wallet dari poketnya....ditunjuknya teman gambar hitam putih mereka berdua sewaktu muda....'Ini gambar sudah 55 tahun dlm ini wallet...saya tak pernah tarik keluar' ...Air mata uncle sudah mengalir...mata teman pun dah basah...cepat2 teman buat2 tgk komputer...</div><div><br /></div><div>Sedihnya waktu tu Tuhan saja yg tahu...semestinya sukar utk org tua sepertinya berada dlm kehilangan org tersayang....walaupun teman pasti yg mereka telah pun lama terfikir akan kematian, tetapi bila tiba waktunya..kehilangan itu tetap pahit utk ditelan....</div><div><br /></div><div>'Sekarang saya pun rasa tak payah dtg klinik lagi...hidup lama2 pun mau buat apa...dulu saya ingat saya mati dulu..saya lagi tua 10 tahun drp dia...'</div><div><br /></div><div>Ya, org yg ditinggalkan selalunya akan merasai kesedihan yg lebih hebat drp org yg meninggalkan (huhu..kesian sumi san i....i sayang u tau) Teman tak tau nak cakap apa masa tu...jadi teman cuma cakap apa yg ada dlm hati teman ,'Uncle kena kuat, tengok ni..anak2 cucu2 semua sayang sama uncle...semua mau tgk uncle happy...bagus la uncle ingat sama auntie...mesti auntie dulu pun byk happy sama uncle dgn anak2...tapi skrg uncle kena cuba kuatkan hati ye'</div><div><br /></div><div>teman pun tak tau apa yg teman cakap...yg pasti teman dpt rasa kesedihannya walaupun dlm tempoh beberapa minit uncle berada dlm bilik teman...sampai kecut2 jantung menahan sebak dibuatnya...</div><div><br /></div><div>hargailah pasangan yg telah ditetapkan oleh Allah buat kita kerana sesungguhnya dialah pasangan terbaik buat kita...dan sesungguhnya mati itu pasti..sejauh mana sedalam mana cinta kita kepada manusia, manusia itu tetap akan mati..dan seandainya cinta itu hanya kepadanya,maka rugilah kita...kerana cinta agung itu tetap milikNya...</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: kepada en suami, semoga kita jua dapat menjadi tua bersama2 insyaAllah...bimbinglah isterimu ini hingga ke syurga :')</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-16402619834677926512012-01-07T01:51:00.000-08:002012-01-07T20:16:55.898-08:00ideal situation? or not?Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..<div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sbg seorang pelajar masters..we have been trained to answer questions mengikut skema...sometimes we dont even have to stop to think, because we already know the standard answer...for an example..if there is a question about a patient who does not have any symptoms but requested for a full check up including tumour markers, CT scan etc, we know that at the end of the day, our answer will be- to politely decline the request..in fact we even come up with our own scenarios and test ourselves on how to answer it the best way..just so we could go into our 'automatic' mode during the exams and just write the answers without thinking much...coz time is really an issue during exams..</div><div><br /></div><div>So, i've already been drilled a few times on this rather popular question on a patient who have an acquired physical disability who would like to continue driving. A common scenario would be :</div><div><br /></div><div>A 40-ish year old lorry driver who have very poor diabetic control complains to you that he has numbness over both of his legs for the past few months.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, other than solving his present complain of numbness and trying to achieve better control of his diabetic condition (by denying him practically all types of food that u can think of..hehe), we also have been reminded again and again that he should be referred for a proper driving assessment by the JPJ to see whether or not he is still fit to drive that big lorry. And, if for some reason, the JPJ decides that he is unfit and may impose some liability to the society, he will then be advised to stop driving and we will just assume that he will simply look for another job and settles down happily ever after full stop. And we will insyaAllah at least pass the question with 5/10.</div><div><br /></div><div>The mind boggling thing is that...things are not as simple in real life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Two weeks ago, a patient came to me with a form from the social welfare department. He appeared nervous but at the same time determined and i could even sense a bit of...'arrogance' in the way he walked and held his nose high. Looking retrospectively, i think that bit of arrogance that i sensed was perhaps just a shred of pride that he was holding on to while handing me that piece of paper seeking for help that he needed.</div><div><br /></div><div>He was a 45 year old man with 2 amputated fingers on his right hand due to industrial injury 16 years ago...Since 16 years back, he had never gone to the welfare department requesting for any sort of financial help because he was still able to work in a nearby factory (hard labour which involved carrying heavy things without the need of fine handwork) however, since 6 months back the factory had to shut down and he was left....jobless...</div><div><br /></div><div>This patient is a regular guy with a family, 5 children..all still schooling....youngest 6 years old...and was in serious need of money when 4 months ago his neighbour offered him to drive his groceries van...and so, he took the offer gladly and Alhamdulillah with that little amount of pay, the family of 7 was still able to breathe, not as comfortably maybe..but enough..</div><div><br /></div><div>However, thinking that his little ones still have a long way to go, he finally decided that it was time to get some financial aid, which i supported with no hesitations.</div><div><br /></div><div>The problem that i had while looking at him was however...how do i tell him that the only source of income that he has now; which is driving a van (with 2 amputated fingers if i may add) may jeopardize his own life and the others on the road...how do i tell him that i have to refer him to JPJ for a driving assessment where he runs a risk of getting his licence being revoked by the authorities?? who am i to deny his children food and money to go to school...??</div><div><br /></div><div>A toughie it was...but thinking of those who may get injured on the road just because i failed to do the right thing when i had the chance to is just unacceptable...so i took a deep breath and told..whatever that needed to be told..i tried to be gentle but firm at the same time..and all the while that i spoke he just looked at me with that sad expression on his face...God, it was tough...</div><div><br /></div><div>But in the end..he looked down at his shoes and gave me a small nod...he told me that he agreed with whatever that i said...and he understood the risk that he was imposing on to the others on road...and he himself didnt want to be held responsible for injuring others while driving....but he told me he needed time...time to come up with a new plan...to discuss with his wife on how to generate income for the family....i agreed...provided that he does not take too long...okay he said..so we fixed an appointment for him to come back..where i could refer him to the occupational therapist and the JPJ for a proper driving assessment...i pray that the JPJ passes him though...it will be less complicated...but even if he fails the test, hopefully by then he would already have a back up plan insyaAllah...</div><div><br /></div><div>I suppose that incidence really showed me that life is not like what we learned in the textbooks...and ideal situations may not be easily applied to every single scenario that we go through everyday...it's these litte things in life that make us wiser and prepares us for the next challenge...and when we should never abandon the things that we learn in the textbooks or the standard answers in the exams, we should also also learn on how to make the best out of any situations in life- and that's exactly what i've got to do now :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Wasallam.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-87684660024256893462011-10-03T08:24:00.000-07:002011-10-03T09:49:22.173-07:00"Listen to me,Dr..I'm telling you something!"Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div><br /></div><div>Selamat hari raya en kambing n pelawat2 sekalian...En kambing raya kat mana tahun ni??oo, dlm kandang...dah abis kuih raya en kambing? teman punya ada lagi..sebijik2 teman makan lepas balik keje...rasanya boleh simpan sampai raya haji kot...hehe</div><div><br /></div><div>Skrg ni teman tgh keje kat kecemasan...Dua bulan teman kat situ...penat betul rasanya..ye lah, mana taknya..semua kes kecemasan, asyik nak cepat je...tak boleh buat keje lambat2..dah la tu, kena perah kepala buat diagnosis cepat2...kalau tak patient makin menimbun kat kecemasan, nanti ramai yg kena tunggu lama kat kecemasan...kesian pulak...</div><div><br /></div><div>Alkisahnya bila jadi Dr kat kecemasan ni, memandangkan kerja kena cepat dan efficient pada masa yg sama, para Drs kena cekap pilih informasi mana yg relevant, yg diberi oleh patient supaya kita boleh faham cepat apa yg berlaku pada patient..So, memang adakalanya informasi2 yg tak berapa relevent tu, teman kadang2 buat tak endah saja dan concentrate pada benda yg penting. Contohnya lah, kalau patient complain sakit dada, dan pada masa yg sama dia bagitau matanya rasa kering...sudah tentu teman akan concentrate pada simptom sakit dada, dan akan make sure ECG dibuat untuk pastikan sama ada patient tu sedang mengalami heart attack atau tidak...Simptom mata kering yg tak berapa specific tu mungkin hanya akan diteliti selepas teman dah pasti tidak ada perkara 'life threatening' yg patient tu sedang hadapi waktu tu...</div><div><br /></div><div>Having said that, baru2 ni ada kes kecemasan kelakar yg teman nak share..Bila teman pikir2 pasal kes tu, mesti teman akan tersenyum dan menginsafkan teman agar jadi org yg lebih humble dan <b>dengar</b>.....betul2 dengar apa yg patient nak cuba cakap pada teman...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hari tu ada seorang apek ini dlm limgkungan umur 70 lebih dtg ke kecemasan, dia datang jauh dari Karak, Pahang...anak2 dia bawak dia ke kl ni...sbb diorg tinggal kat sini...so senang la nak jaga bapaknya...</div><div><br /></div><div>Kata anak2nya, apek ni tiba2 saja develop slurring of speech dengan severe giddiness sejak dari malam semalam...hmm, apabila dengar saja 'slurring of speech' tu, semestinya mana2 Dr pun akan risau pasal stroke...jadi teman pun bersungguh2 la check apek tu, suruh dia angkat tangan, angkat kaki...angkat kening, senyum...(ye, kalau org kena stoke, sebelah mulut akan senget sebelah, so kira senyum sekerat aje la)...bila dah check semua, nampak mcm apek ni kuat je...takde pun lemah separuh badan...senyum pun hensem lagi...siap cakap kat teman "ini semua gigi original tau..bukan tipu punya" hehe...okay lah uncle...lu pakai colgate ka, gigi banyak kuat...</div><div><br /></div><div>Tapi bila bercakap memang bunyi mcm lidah ketat...Itu aja yg teman jumpa...tapi memandangkan senior teman yg mula tengok kes tu pada awalnya dah order CT scan utk tengok otak, jadi patient tu pun dihantar utk CT scan...dan spt yg dijangka kan, memang CT scan tu normal...tak nampak mcm stroke pun...so teman pun sembang balik dengan apek n anak2nya..</div><div><br /></div><div>Kata uncle, 2 hari sebelum dia ke kecemasan..dia terseliuh tangan...jadi dia pegi ke klinik untuk terima injection....balik aje dia di rumah, tetiba dia tersedu2....lama dia tersedu2....pastu dia pegi balik ke klinik tu, klinik tu bagi ubat untuk dia...2 jam lepas makan ubat tu, tetiba lidah dia jadi ketat and dia rasa mulut kering....haus sangat...kepala mula rasa pening.tapi takde lemah separuh badan ke...kebas ke..semua takde...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmm...teman pun naik pening dengar cerita dia...masa teman dengar cerita apek tu, yg teman risau 2 benda...ubat apa yg klinik tu bagi...dengan pasal lidah ketat apek tu....teman masih risau kalau2 ada penyakit saraf lain yg apek tu ada...and teman tak peduli sgt pun pasal apek tu cerita yg dia tersedu2....and pasal mulut kering dia tu...</div><div><br /></div><div>Kebetulan masa tu, anak dia ada dekat teman..kejap2 bapak dia mintak air...kejap2 air....yg terlintas kat fikiran teman masa tu, ish apek ni ada diabetes ke....apa hal asyik nak minum air je...</div><div><br /></div><div>Yang teman lega sgt masatu, tetiba anak dia kata dia ada bawak ubat yg klinik kat Karak tu bagi kat apek tu..teman pun tengok...."Chlorpromazine" nama ubat tu...Terbeliak mata teman menengokkan ubat tu....mana taknya...ubat tu ubat utk penyakit mental Schizophrenia!! teman pun tengok balik pada anaknya....make sure yg tu ubat yg betul diberi oleh Dr di pahang tu...beriya2 anak2 kata..itulah ubat yg apek tu dpt haritu....teman pun bisik "Bapak u ada penyakit mental ka...cakap sorang2 ka..."</div><div><br /></div><div>Anak dia pulak yg terbeliak memandang pada teman..."Haiyoo....takda la....apa pasai, itu ubat org gila ka?"</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman tersenyum..."ya..tapi saya pun tak tau kenapa itu Dr kasi dia ini ubat...takpa, sini ada nombor telefon klinik tu, nanti saya telefon sekejap"</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman pun telefon la klinik kat Karak tu...mcm2 benda main kat fikiran teman waktu tu....nasib baik ada Dr kat klinik waktu tu...tapi malangnya,bukan Dr yg merawat apek...Dr lain pulak yg cover...</div><div><br /></div><div>lepas teman memperkenalkan diri, teman pun cerita psl apek tu...Dr tu pun bagitau daripada record mmg uncle tu ada datang 2 kali...sekali pasal sakit tangan...masa tu, Dr yg merawat bagi injection Voltaren (pain killer), tapi malang sekali lagi...masa apek datang utk kali kedua...Dr yg merawat tu hanya rekodkan nama ubat yg diberi je...tak ditulis pulak diagnosis atau sebab ubat tu diberikan...and memang betul ubat Chlorpromazine tu la yg diberi pada apek...</div><div><br /></div><div>Yang peliknya, ubat tu hanya diberi utk 3 hari...pelik kan...kalau apek tu betul2 gila...dah tentu kena bagi ubat tu bertahun2....huwaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!teman nak nangis waktu tu...betul2 tak tau apa kena dgn uncle...lepas berhempas pulas teman tanya mcm2 kat Dr locum tu (Dr tu pun agaknya dah berpeluh2 menjawab soalan2 teman...kesian dia...dah la tak tau apa2 psl patient tu), teman pun was already on the virge of giving up and saying good bye...</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman: Well, thank you very much la for helping me out here..</div><div><br /></div><div>Dr: Sorry, for not being able to help much...But there's no documentation here of why the medication was prescribed</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman: Yeah.....what to do, maybe I will have to call later when the other Dr is in then...haiyo....I dont know what to do la...so pening...the only thing that the patient told me was that, he had some hiccups then he went back to your clinic for the 2nd time (dengan nada putus harapan)</div><div><br /></div><div>Dr: Wait a minute...he had hiccups??</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman: Yeah...why?</div><div><br /></div><div>Dr: Oh i see!!then maybe that's why la the Dr gave him Chlorpromazine!! sometimes we give short course of that medication for hiccups!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman: Oh really????!!! I've never heard of it!!</div><div><br /></div><div>So basically, teman tak pernah tau pun yg kalau tersedu ni boleh diubati dgn ubat Schizophrenia....hehe....hampeh..(yep, I still have got sooooooooooo much to learn!!) ...so, lepas thanking the Dr profusely, I put down the phone dengan rasa kemenangan yg puas! Yes, finally, I got the diagnosis!</div><div><br /></div><div>Apek tu sebenarnya sedang mengalami side effecst of the antipsychotic drug...which is called 'extrapymidal symptoms' (boleh google ye) and simptom2 nya adalah seperti <b>slurring of speech</b>, <b>dry mouth</b> (hence the thirst and continuous drinking of water <b>*slaps forehead*</b>), giddiness, agitation and macam2 lagi....and to think that I was trying to just disregard the non specific symptoms that the patient was trying to tell me! MasyaAllah..thank you for saving me from committing such crime!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, dapat je diagnosis tu (dengan rasa ala2 puas mcm dpt solve misteri dlm cerita CSI) , teman terus je bagi antidote pada ubat antipsychotic tu...and Alhamdulillah...after about half an hour...the patient dah boleh cakap dengan bunyi yg jelas....no more slurring of speech!!! ;))</div><div><br /></div><div>It's really satisfying seeing patients improving in front of your very eyes...but of course the earlier part of looking for the root cause is a real headache la...but i guess..it's worth all the effort that you made!</div><div><br /></div><div>Note to self and to all who inspire to become doctors :</div><div><br /></div><div>- Never ever stop learning...you can never become 'too good'...Ilmu Allah tu luas...carilah sebanyak mana yg mungkin!</div><div><br /></div><div>- Listen to your patients!! Listen to what they say...dont disregard something that u do not know as unimportant...coz the brain does not know what the ears cant hear/the eyes cant see!</div><div><br /></div><div>- Never, ever be cocky...always remain humble like how you were when u were a medical student...coz that's what u'll be for the rest of ur life...a student! ;)</div><div><br /></div><div>With that, I thank you for visiting my kandang kambing!</div><div><br /></div><div>Wasallam.</div><div><br /></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-75470050138990621282011-07-30T08:35:00.000-07:002011-07-30T08:47:38.596-07:00My 1st target for Ramadhan Kareem :)Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..<div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ramadhan kareem is just around the corner :)</div><div>Jom kita sama2 register utk masuk ke Akademi Ramadhan!</div><div>moga bila graduate nanti menjadi hamba2 Allah yang lebih baik insyaAllah...</div><div><br /></div><div>So, apa target pertama teman untuk Ramadhan kali ni..?</div><div>hmm...teman rasa teman nak cuba untuk menunaikan solat tepat pada waktunya..</div><div>tak nak lengah2 lagi...doakan teman berjaya ye!</div><div><br /></div><div>teman tinggalkan mi-ke dengan cerita yg teman suka bebenor...never fails to make my eyes moisten each time i read it!...enjoy! :)</div><div><br /></div><div><b>"Last Minute Solah"</b></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He remembered his grandmother' s warning about praying on time:</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">'My son, you shouldn't leave prayer to this late time'.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His grandmother' s age was 70 but, whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and performed the Solat.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He, however could never win over his ego to get up and pray.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Whatever he did, his Solat was always the last to be offered and he prayed it quickly to get it in on time.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Thinking of this, he got up and realized that there were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha'.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He had been at work all day and was tired, very tired.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He was sweating profusely. He looked around. It was very crowded.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Every direction he looked in was filled with people.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was. His heart was about to burst.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">It was the Day of Judgment.</strong></p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Could this be something his mind made up?</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The interrogation was still going on.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called. No one could answer him.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He opened his eyes but saw only another world.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The people were all helping others.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He pleaded his case, 'I too was always on this path. I helped others. I spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">'Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">'Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision. At last, the decision was made.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His legs felt like they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">To read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His name was read first.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be,</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">'How could I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">to others.'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The two angels took him by the arms.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">the blazing flames of Jahannam.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He looked back and these were his last pleas.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Had not Rasulullah [PBUH] said, '<em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins</em>?'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He began yelling, 'My prayers? My prayers? My prayers?'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The flames of the fire were burning his face.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">One of the angels pushed him in.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, 'Who are you?'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The old man replied, 'I am your prayers.'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">'Why are you so late?! I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">last minute before I fell in.'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">The old man smiled and shook his head, 'You always performed me at the</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">last minute, did you forget?'</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Pass this on to your friends and family......</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes.</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">And who knows?</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Maybe, this is a good deed that can help you during The Day of Judgment. INSHA-ALLAH</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "> </p><p class="box-grey" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 3px; border-right-width: 3px; border-bottom-width: 3px; border-left-width: 3px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 24px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(247, 247, 247); border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); text-align: center; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">فَإِذَا قَضَيۡتُمُ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ فَٱذۡڪُرُواْ ٱللَّهَ قِيَـٰمً۬ا وَقُعُودً۬ا وَعَلَىٰ جُنُوبِڪُمۡۚ فَإِذَا ٱطۡمَأۡنَنتُمۡ فَأَقِيمُواْ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَۚ إِنَّ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ كَانَتۡ عَلَى ٱلۡمُؤۡمِنِينَ كِتَـٰبً۬ا مَّوۡقُوتً۬ا<br /><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">"When ye have performed the act of worship, remember Allah, standing, sitting and reclining. And when ye are in safety, observe proper worship. Worship at fixed times hath been enjoined on the believers."[An-Nisa':103]</strong><br /><strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "> </strong></span></p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "> Semoga kita semua memperoleh kemenangan di Ramadhan ini ye :))</p><p style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Wasallam.</p></span></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-32895712737332308842011-07-06T08:00:00.000-07:002011-07-06T08:30:02.639-07:00is it your call, or mine??<div>Bimillahirrahmanirrahim..</div><div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div><br /></div><div>Following my previous post on 'ambiguus genitalia'...today, im going to 'try' (even though not very successful) to answer a question posted by sister azyan azilah:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 68); font-family: tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "><i>salam kak sarah. saya selalu baca cerita akak tentang kisah belakang tabir hospital ni.<br /><br />dan kita tertarik nak tanya pasal khunsa ni jugak la. kita selalu dengar pasal "transgenders" yang kata, kami lelaki tapi naluri kami perempuan. ada yang cakap,dulu diorang khunsa (ada dua kelamin) tapi mak bapak diorang yg decide untuk diorang sama ada jadikan anak mereka lelaki atau perempuan. kira macam mak abah silap percaturan la. jadi mereka seolah-olah salahkan parents diorang. jadi ada yang persoalankan, golongan ambiguus genitalia patut diberikan peluang untuk membesar sebelum ditentukan jantina mana yang diorang lebih cenderung. ini untuk elakkan kes macam ni la. macam dulu pun rasanya ada cerita zaman Rasullah s.a.w yang hamba tu wanita tapi boleh tidur dengan hamba wanita yang lain. kira bagi chance diorang besar dulu la before decide jantina.<br /><br />jadi rasanya apa pendapat akak dalam kes ni? maybe soalan ni mcam nonsense dari pihak medical or professional, tapi sebagai orang yang curious dan langsung tak ada pape pengalaman dalam ilmu medical ni saya nak tahu jugak la pendapat pakar. hihi<br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div>Okay azyan..this is my answer for you:</div><div><br /></div><div>Dear azyan,</div><div><br /></div><div>thank u so very much for the very interesting questions...and i took sometime searching for the answer as i had to look for the right people to help me with your question..Alhamdulillah, i managed to speak to Prof Harlina Siraj today and i may have some answers for u even if it's not complete...</div><div><br /></div><div>First of all, u have to know that the issues pertaining to ambiguus genitalia have not been studied thoroughly...we have yet to sit down with all the specialists and ulama' to understand the terms and to discuss the issues that may arise in these kinds of cases...and i am definitely <b>not</b> the 'pakar' in this issue :) just merely sharing with u bout what i've learned these past few years..</div><div><br /></div><div>The reason why i mentioned that we need to clarify reg the terms with the ulama' is because, in the Al-Quran, khunsa is mentioned to have both genitalia...that was what Allah said..however, we as medical practitioners (with whatever limited experience that we have) have never seen any cases like that..so, we assume that ambiguus genitalia is one of the categories of 'khunsa' or haemophrodite...however, since we are not very sure of this..sadly to say, that i myself have never mentioned the word 'khunsa' in front of the parents and have also never discussed the repercussions involved if indeed the child is a khunsa in the islamic point of view with them...it is my weakness definitely, and may Allah be with me..insyaAllah i will do further research on this issue in the future..</div><div><br /></div><div>from my discussion with Prof Harlina, previously when chromosomal studies were still not available, mmg byk masalah..the parents had to just simply choose one gender and bring up the child as how they perceive the gender is supposed to be...and mmg bila kanak2 ni membesar, some of them (i do not have the percentage..sorry!) will have some inclination towards the opposite gender..thus the problems such as what u mentioned arise..</div><div><br /></div><div>however, even with the chromosomal studies that we have nowadays, it does not guarantee that the child may remain/act according to their biological gender...there have been a few cases of ambiguus genitalia of whom the chromosome was xx, however when the child reached adolescent age, her behaviour became more masculine and she decided that she wants to become a man...we cant really blame them..because even though their chromose is xx, however they may have more androgens or testosterone hormone in their body that's influencing them to behave like a male...</div><div><br /></div><div>so, what's the point of having the chromosomal study then?well, i guess it helps the parents to clear up their mind a bit..and helps them to raise the child according to the biological gender..we can imagine how disturbed the parents may be right?so, at least with the chromosomal analysis, it helps to guide them on how to bring up the child...HOWEVER,the child and the parents MUST be on regular follow ups..and the parents MUST be counselled and forewarned that the child may behave differently when he/she reaches adolescent age...and if the child then decides to change his/her gender, it must be taken with an open mind and further discussions must be made with the drs/ulama' etc...that is why, <b>maybe</b> the plastic surgery for the reconstruction of the genitalia should not be done during the early years..and <b>maybe</b> it should be decided by the child him/herself...(obviously, this is easier said than done considering the amount of anxiety that the parents will have to bear and <i>please dont ask me the hukum of doing the surgical reconstruction in the first place...i have not yet consulted an ustaz to answer that..huhu)</i></div><div><br /></div><div>so, to answer your question...yes, it may be fair to let these children to grow up and decide their gender for themselves as to avoid any confusions/problems in future :)</div><div><br /></div><div>im sure u still have many questions...hehe..i do too...and im sorry that my answers contain many 'maybe's...as i said, many questions are still unanswered and some other drs may have other opinions rather than the ones i stated here...</div><div><br /></div><div>i hope to do more research on this...insyaAllah, i hope to see another professor soon..if i have anything to add..i will update u ya..?</div><div><br /></div><div>thank u again for bringing up the issues..</div><div>if anything, can email me at sarahsofian@hotmail.com or meet me at facebook! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>wasallam.</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: there's a very good article on 'gender and sexuality' by prof harlina that was published in solusi volume 25...try this<a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=224887937530770"> link!</a></div><div><br /></div><div>p/s/s: i've never heard the story reg 'khunsa' masa zaman Rasulullah SAW that sister azyan mentioned..could somebody enlighten me on this??thank you!!</div><div><br /></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-78031280964042275432011-07-03T06:45:00.000-07:002011-07-03T08:25:22.746-07:00"err..anak saya ni lelaki ke perempuan, Dr..?" :(Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt...</div><div><br /></div><div>Pekabar en kambing...teman saja dtg melawat en kambing kerap sikit...walaupun baru je dtg haritu...ntah kenapa..melonjak2 rasa sedih kat hati ni..rasanya bila cerita insyaAllah rasa lega sikit kot...huhuhu... </div><div><br /></div><div>Sejak sebulan yg lepas, teman buat posting neonatology...neonatology ni adalah dlm bidang kepakaran kanak2 juga..tapi spesifik untuk anak2 baru lahir sehingga umur 1 bulan...so basically we deal with small babies...mostly are premature babies (bayi pra matang) or babies yg cukup bulan tapi ada penyakit yg dijangkiti sewaktu dalam rahim, atau baby yg menerima kecederaan sewaktu proses kelahiran...Semua hospital ada wad neonatal rasanya...selalunya, penuh dengan incubator (sejenis kotak yg adjustkan suhunya menjadi lebih kurang mcm suhu dlm rahim) dan penuh dengar pelbagai mesin2 yg berbunyi tenot..tenot sana sini...the atmosphere dlm wad neonatal and especially neonatal ICU ni selalunya tegang..because the babies are ill and since they cant talk, the doctors will be doing the guessing job of what the babies are trying to tell us...ala, lebih kurang kalau anak mi-ke menangih tak tentu pasal waktu malam..bagi susu tak mau, pampers tak basah, perut tak kembung...tapi melalak mcm la kena pukul...hmm stress kan??mcm tu lah yg dr2 dlm neonatal ICU ni akan rasa kalau baby tak sihat...</div><div><br /></div><div>So, mmg sebulan yg lepas..teman tak berapa happy sgt buat posting neonatology...kesian sgt tgk baby2 yg kecik2 tu kena cucuk sana sini...wayar2 berbelit sana sini...lepastu baby2 tu punya la kecik (around 700-900 grams, gula sepeket kita beli kat kedai pun lagi berat) nak menangis pun tak larat...tapi nak buat mcmmana...kalau tak buat mcmtu, mcmmana nak baik..so, kuatkan hati...niatkan utk cuba pulihkan anak2 tu saja...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dalam keadaan teman yg tak berapa gemarkan suasana di neonatal ICU and nak cepat2 habiskan posting tu, tetiba seminggu sebelum sempat teman ucapkan sayonara, lahirlah seorang bayi yg bergelar 'khunsa' dan dimasukkan ke dalam wad neonatal ICU tu...(ingat tak lagi cerita teman pasal khunsa/ambiguus genitalia dulu?kalau nak refresh balik memory, boleh click </div><div><a href="http://sarahsofian.blogspot.com/2010/03/xx-or-xy.html">di sini</a> ) Khunsa, seperti mana yg kita faham, mempunyai 2 alat kelamin...tapi masa teman sekolah dulu, bila ustazah cakap mcmtu..teman terbayang 2 alat kelamin sebelah menyebelah...hehe...tapi setakat pengalaman teman bekerja selama ni, tak pernah lagi teman berjumpa kes mcm tu...dan teman buat kesimpulan 'ambiguus genitalia' atau 'jantina yg tidak dapat dipastikan' ini adalah dlm kategori khunsa...kalau ada yg rasa mcm teman tersilap, tolong betulkan ye...</div><div><br /></div><div>'Ambiguus genitalia' yg baby ni ada rupanya mcm 2 dlm 1...clitorisnya besar..hampir mcm penis...tapi tiada testes...maaf, kalau ada yg tersinggung...sekadar nak beri kefahaman pada org awam tentang ambiguus genitalia...dan rupa alat kelamin dlm kategori 'ambiguus' ni bukanlah standard kpd satu rupa saja...boleh jadi berbeza2...cuma yg pasti, ia tak dapat dipastikan jantina apa pada mata kasar...</div><div><br /></div><div>The reason baby ni masuk neonatal ICU adalah sebab kita risau ada masalah hormon yg boleh menyebabkan baby ni mengalami kekurangan garam yg teruk dan boleh membawa maut seandainya lambat dirawat..so, baby yg adalah masalah ambiguus genitalia ni selalunya akan dimasukkan terus ke wad neonatal ICU utk pemerhatian awal utk mengelakkan kejadian yg tidak diingini..</div><div><br /></div><div>Jadinya, biasalah...bila ada kes2 yg pelik2 sikit mcm ni, selalunya byk org yg akan tengok kes mcm ni secara rapi sikit...tiap2 kali specialist dtg...semua akan perhatikan alat kelamin baby tu secara dekat..siap ambik torchlight suluh lagi...and tiap2 kali specialist tgh periksa baby tu, kedua2 ibu bapaknya akan berdiri dari jauh dgn muka yg amat risau menunggu apa2 report drp para Dr...and walaupun telah diterang berkali2 perkara yg sama,teman masih boleh nampak dgn jelas kerisauan dan pelbagai tanda soal di muka mereka...</div><div><br /></div><div>Nak dijadikan cerita, ibubapa baby ni adalah pasangan Melayu yg amat muda...bapanya berumur 24 tahun, ibunya baru 21 tahun...anak sulung mereka...sewaktu antenatal/kehamilan, jantinanya tak dpt dikenalpasti melalui scan..jadi masalah ni hanya dpt dikesan selepas kelahiran...bayangkan betapa terkejutnya si ibu apabila tak tahu nak jawab apa bila staff nurse bertanyakan 'anak apa?' sejurus selepas kelahiran anak tersebut....</div><div><br /></div><div>Menitik air mata teman bila melihat kebingungan mereka...ada sekali si bapa bertanya...</div><div><br /></div><div>"Dr, apa yg saya nak letak dlm bahagian 'jantina' dlm surat beranak..?"</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman telan air liur..."Takpe, encik tak payah daftar lagi..tunggu keputusan kromosom dulu..lepas tu baru encik pergi daftar..."</div><div><br /></div><div>"Oh...ye ke...saya betul2 bingung ni Dr...tak tau kenapa jadi mcm ni....tak tau nak jawab apa bila org tanya...isteri saya dah off telefon...sehari suntuk org telefon ucap tahniah...tapi bila org tanya 'anak apa?'..kami tak tau nak jawab Dr...."</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman tunduk....tak tau nak kata apa....sudah tentu khabar berita mendapat cahaya mata adalah suatu berita gembira yg dikongsi dgn family dan sahabat handai...tapi di kala kita gembira menelefon dan meng'update' status di facebook, ada yg bingung dan bercelaru sama ada mahu dikongsikan berita itu atau tidak...air mata mula bergenang...tapi teman tak mahu si bapa nampak.....teman kuatkan hati...</div><div><br /></div><div>"mak ayah saya dah kata mcm2 kat saya...ada yg kata saya terkena tulah...orang kampung tak payah cakap la Dr, mcm2 diorg tengah cakap pasal saya dan isteri sekarang ni...ada yg kata sbb saya berdosa itu ini.....saya pun tak pasti sama ada ini ujian atau hukuman...."</div><div><br /></div><div>"Encik bersabar byk2 ye...ini semua ujian Tuhan...yg penting, anak encik sihat...tengok baby2 yg lain...mcm2 wayar sana sini....anak encik tak perlu tube apa2 pun, dan masih boleh menyusu badan....insyaAllah, sampai masanya, selesai la masalah ni..."</div><div><br /></div><div>teman tak mampu nak cakap panjang2..lepas teman angguk kecil dan minta diri..terus teman pegi ke bilik baby tersebut dgn tujuan nak buat routine ward round...sesampainya di bilik tu, kelihatan si ibu sedang tersenyum sambil membelai anaknya dengan manja sekali...tak ada sikit pun prejudis di wajahnya..biarlah org nak kata apa pun, anak kecil yg tidak berdosa ini telah dikandungnya selama 9 bulan...dan anak itu tetap anak yg akan dibela dan disayangi olehnya dengan sepenuh hati walau apa tohmahan yg diterima...</div><div><br /></div><div>teman kuatkan hati dan bertanyakan si ibu dgn soalan2 routine harian...si ibu menjawab dgn senyuman manis...bagaikan bahagia melihatkan si anak kecil..sesekali berkerut dahinya bertanya status tekanan darah etc..teman jawab dgn tenang dan cepat2 meninggalkan bilik tu sebelum air mata menitik ke nota...</div><div><br /></div><div>Itulah masyarakat kita...yg adakalanya lebih suka menghukum daripada memberi sokongan...apalah dosa anak itu...dan<b> siapakah kita utk menghukum dan menjadi prejudis terhadap ibubapanya...???</b></div><div><br /></div><div>hmm..itu la teman kata, teman tak seronok dekat neonatal ICU ni....so, basically..sekarang ni, kita tgh tunggu keputusan chromosomal analysis baby ni...chromosomal analysis ni akan bagitau kita sama ada baby ni xx atau xy....dan lepas kita tau xx atau xy, barulah si bapa boleh mendaftar surat beranak...dan bila baby dah besar sikit..barulah kita boleh refer plastic surgeon utk construct alat kelaminnya menjadi salah satu drp jantina berdasarkan keputusan chromosomal analysis tersebut...</div><div><br /></div><div>Pada teman, ini adalah ujian Tuhan buat ibu bapa tersebut...mcm2 ujian yg Allah turunkan buat hamba2Nya..dan kita hanya mampu bersabar dan berikhtiar sebaik mungkin dlm menghadapi ujianNya..Jgn sesekali kita melabel org lain dan menghukum mereka...sebaliknya bersimpatilah..dan berilah sokongan baik dari segi apa jua yg kita mampu..</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman doakan moga Allah berikan kekuatan buat kedua2 ibubapa tersebut..insyaAllah, masa depan akan nampak lebih cerah as time goes by...dan buat anak itu jua...moga dia juga akan faham..bahawa yg paling penting di dlm dunia ini adalah taqwa kepada Yg Maha Esa....bersyukur lah dengan apa yg kita ada...selagi mampu bernafas dan menghirup udaraNya...katakanlah...Alhamdulillah :)</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: kudos kepada semua Dr2 di neonatal ward yg begitu berdedikasi menjaga anak2 ini bagaikan anak2 anda sendiri....</div><div><br /></div><div>Wasallam.</div><div><br /></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-32540775054331596572011-06-30T07:55:00.000-07:002011-06-30T10:29:46.350-07:00why is there a piece of cloth on my head?Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt...</div><div><br /></div><div>wahh...en kambing, baru sempat menjenguk kambing ni ha...tapi kali ni idak le lama sgt teman biarkan en kambing sorang2 kan...okay la tu...penat teman skrg ni tgh jaga baby2 kecik dkt wad NICU (neonatal ICU)...kesian sgt deme..ada yg berat 800g...900g...keciiiiiiikkk sgt....hebat betul kuasa Tuhan...baby kecik mcm tu pun, mcm2 organ kompleks dlm tubuh badan mereka...walaupun badan sekecil tapak tangan kita, tapi bila disuakan susu, pandai menghisap...Subhanallah....</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, hari ni teman nak tanya satu soalan buat pelawat2 en kambing yg bergelar muslimah...</div><div><br /></div><div>Soalan teman ialah: kenapa anda menutup aurat...?</div><div><br /></div><div>Adakah : </div><div>a) kerana mengikut suruhan Allah SWT (jawapan standard mcm dlm kertas pendidikan agama SPM dulu..tapi ramaikah yg betul2 mempercayainya...??)</div><div><br /></div><div>b) kerana nak jaga diri drp pandangan lelaki...supaya golongan lelaki tidak mudah tergoda apabila melihat kita...</div><div><br /></div><div>c) sebab ayah suruh..hehehe....</div><div><br /></div><div>d) sebab org lain suruh...boyfriend, sekolah, ustazah etc....</div><div><br /></div><div>terus- terang teman cakap...suatu masa dahulu, kalau ditanya pada teman soalan ni...teman akan jawab a dan b kedua-nya.....ada tak yg seangkatan dengan teman??...angkat tangan!!....okay,buat2 menggeliat...pastu turun tangan, nanti org ingat wayar putus plak angkat tangan lama2....</div><div><br /></div><div>in fact, teman rasa mungkin ramai yg jugak berfikiran mcm tu...sbb byk kali teman dengar org bercakap pasal aurat dan pada masa yg sama mengaitkan isu aurat kaum hawa dgn kaum adam...yg kononnya menjadi 'tugas' kaum hawa utk 'tolong' menjaga iman kaum adam...</div><div><br /></div><div>teman dtg drp background sekolah agama...dan mentality sekolah agama ni lain sikit...jgn salah anggap, teman amat sayangkan sekolah teman..i am who i am today because of what my school and teachers taught me...in fact, beberapa org sahabat2 teman hari ni adalah sahabat2 yg teman harapkan agar dapat menumpang syafaat mereka utk masuk ke syurga kelak...tapi biasalah budak2 di zaman sekolah dulu...kurang matang...ada yg taksub dgn perkara2 yg tak wajar digembar gembur pun..yg bila dah habis sekolah, takde siapa yg sebut pun...hehe...contohnya, pasal 'status' wanita di mata Islam..kalau di sekolah teman dulu, teman selalu rasa didiskriminasikan...rasa mcm jantina kelas kedua...sejak masuk sekolah agama (daripada sekolah convent..paham2 aje le)...teman rasa susah nak menyuarakan pendapat teman...nak perform di hadapan pentas jauh sekali...bila masuk pasukan debat sekolah, lagi budak lelaki benci...segala perlakuan sampai cara jalan pun (ehem...ehem...ehem) dikritikkan....semua yg org perempuan buat...semuanya salah...semua dikaitkan dgn isu aurat atau pernyataan "Ar-rijalu qawwamun a'nin nisaa'...(lelaki lebih kuat atau superior daripada perempuan)...dont get me wrong...pernyataan itu betul! sebab itu lelaki ketua keluarga...sebab itu lelaki imam dalam solat...dan sbb itu junjungan besar kita Nabi Muhammad SAW adalah seorang lelaki dan tidak ada seorang nabi pun adalah di kalangan perempuan....namun, seorang perempuan itu ada nilai harganya disisi Islam...malah tempatnya begitu tinggi hinggakan ia ditatang bagaikan sebuah permata yg amat berharga agar terpelihara kesuciannya...</div><div><br /></div><div>tapi apa yg teman hendak perkatakan di sini, oleh sebab teman sentiasa disogokkan dengan mentality2 yg meletakkan wanita sebagai jantina kelas kedua ini, menyebabkan teman juga mula mempercayai yg kaum hawa ini perlu menjaga aurat utk 'membantu' kaum adam menjaga iman mereka....</div><div><br /></div><div>pernah teman dengar ayat ni daripada kaum adam "Itulah dia, pakai seksi sangat, dedah sana...dedah sini....bila kena rogol, marah pulak...."</div><div><br /></div><div>and mind you, this sort of statement..bukannya teman pernah dengar daripada mulut2 kawan2 teman saja...but in fact, it's everywhere...dalam ceramah2 di surau...di media2 cetak dan massa...selalu teman mendengar pernyataan2 yg berbaur sebegini...yg mana membuatkan teman terpengaruh dan bersetuju dengan pernyataan di atas dan menguatkan lagi 'azam' teman untuk 'membantu' golongan adam yg lemah iman ini dengan menutup aurat...</div><div><br /></div><div>tapi, ingat tak lagi kisah bagaimana seorang perempuan bertudung yg telah dirogol di dalam bas oleh pemandu bas tersebut...kira2 dalam 5-6 tahun lepas???kalau tak silap perempuan tu seorang cendekiawan jugak...seorang peguam kalau tak salah teman...teman ingat lagi, waktu kes tu berlaku..seorang kawan teman yg bukan islam telah bertanya kpd teman <i>"So how now sarah, covering your body and your head also does not seem to prevent you from getting raped does it????"</i></div><div><br /></div><div>teman terdiam waktu tu, betul jugak ye...cumanya waktu tu, the last defense that i had was to retort <i>"well, u see...if the driver had a choice between a sexy lady in a mini skirt and a lady with a tudung, which one do u think he would have gone for first???"</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Alhamdulillah...I thanked Allah for that spur of inspiration but then again, it showed that even though u're covered from head to toe, if a guy decides to rape u..he would still most probably will....so, what's all this about us (women) trying to help them taking care of their iman by covering ourselves??doesnt make sense, right?</div><div><br /></div><div>so, where is the loophole, then....??</div><div><br /></div><div>Here it is....it's because of this ayat...which has<b> not</b> been uttered enough in our society...</div><div><br /></div><div>an ayat..which is far more significant then the one after it....for that was the only reason why it came first...</div><div><br /></div><div><i>"Katakanlah kepada <b>lelaki </b>yang beriman, agar mereka <b>menjaga pandangannya</b>, dan memelihara kemaluannya; yg demikian itu lebih suci bagi mereka. Sungguh, Allah Maha Mengetahui apa yang mereka perbuat"</i> <b>(ayat 30, Surah An-Nur)</b></div><div><br /></div><div>selepas itu, barulah turun ayat ini..yg teman pasti kome semua pernah dengor sbb selalu diulang2 di masjid2 dan ditampal di poster2...</div><div><br /></div><div><i>Dan katakanlah kpd para <b>perempuan</b> yg beriman, agar mereka menjaga pandangannya, dan memelihara kemaluannya, dan janganlah menampakkan perhiasannya (auratnya), kecuali yang (biasa) terlihat. Dan hendaklah mereka <b>menutup kain tudung ke dadanya</b>, dan janganlah menampakkan perhiasannya (auratnya), kecuali kpd suami mereka, atau ayah mereka, atau putera2 mereka, atau putera2 suami mereka, atau saudara2 lelaki mereka, atau putera2 saudara lelaki mereka, atau putera2 saudara perempuan mereka, atau para perempuan (sesama Islam) mereka, atau hamba sahaya yang mereka miliki, atau para pelayan lelaki (tua) yg tidka mempunyai keinginan (terhadap perempuan) atau anak2 yg belum mengerti tentang aurat perempuan. Dan janganlah mereka menghentakkan kakinya agar diketahui perhiasan yang mereka sembunyikan. Dan bertaubatlah kamu semua kepada Allah, wahai org2 beriman, agar kamu beruntung.</i><b> (ayat 31, Surah An-Nur)</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>So, I guess it works both ways kan??Kaum adam perlu menjaga mata...kita tak akan mampu nak menyekat maksiat seandaiknya org perempuan saja yg bertudung berlitup rapinya...kedua2 pihak perlu menjaga...and ayat ke-30 surah An-Nur ini perlu disebarkan dan ditekankan dengan hebatnya lagi supaya kaum adam faham the significance of the ayat...and there's no such thing as terpandang kali pertama rezeki so boleh tenung lama-lama ye...hehe...alihkan lah pandangan anda sebelum diberi dos pelali oleh makhluk yg bernama syaitan itu....</div><div><br /></div><div>And buat my sisters, kaum hawa...bila kita menutup aurat...bukan lah untuk 'membantu' kaum adam menjaga iman mereka....kita menutup aurat...kerana kita akur dengan suruhan Allah SWT...itu sahaja...perbaiki niat kita...peringatan ni terutamanya buat teman sendiri yg dah tersalah anggap selama ni...we should not look at ourselves as sex objects who are trying to cover ourselves from the itchy eyes of men (hehe)..we are dignified muslimah, who are trying our level best to please Allah, and Allah only...orang lelaki insyaAllah, pandai lah mereka menjaga iman mereka sendiri...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dan kita sebagai kaum hawa di akhir zaman ini...bukanlah 2nd class gender...kita sekadar mempunyai peranan yg berbeza di dunia...maybe part of our peranan adalah untuk membantu suami kita, dan membesarkan anak2 kita...but we still report directly to The One and Only...and that surely shows that we are as close to Him as anyone else! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Wasallam.</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: credits to Sri Munawwarah Design and Prof Dr. Harlina Siraj for the most enlighthening talk on 'Aurat and Hijab'! <3 <3</div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-7571193853859699552011-06-13T06:40:00.000-07:002011-06-13T08:01:45.557-07:00KL...oh KL...Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<div><br /></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div><br /></div><div>Apa khabar en kambing...sihat ke...amacam duduk kat kampung tu?ada baik??teman tak berapa sihat ni...asyik batuk aje...teman rindu sgt nak balik kampung..boleh jumpa en kambing....hehe....hah?apa??en kambing nak duduk dgn teman dkt kolumpo ni???eh...tak boleh, nanti kita dilabel bersekedudukan pulak...karang jenuh teman nak tutup hidung sepanjang masa plak...hehe...jgn marah ye encik kambing...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hari ni teman nak bercerita hal2 org kelumpo ni...</div><div><br /></div><div>Alkisahnya, baru2 ni teman pegi ke kl sentral..niat di hati, nak beli tiket keretapi nak balik jumpa buah hati hujung minggu ni insyaAllah :) (oh, berbunga-bunga hatiku..hehe) memang teman tau, parking dekat kl sentral memang mahal...kalau tak salah teman, dlm RM4 sejam...hmm, sejam parking dah boleh kenyang makan tengahari kan...tu la dia harga parking di kl sentral...</div><div><br /></div><div>Jadiknya, turun2 je teman daripada kereta, terus teman berjalan pakai turbo menghala ke tempat jual tiket...sementara nak ambik nombor....tgk jadual etc, ada la dlm setengah jam teman kat situ...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dapat je tiket, terus teman on on balik v power, terus berjalan ke mesin bayar parking tu...dlm hati berdebar le jugak...takut2 terlebih sejam teman kat situ...(hehe...sebenarnya ada la jugak cuci mata sikit2 bila ternampak baju2 and kasut2 dkt kl sentral tu..ehem...tapi kejaaaaaap je) dlm hati teman, kalau terlebih 5 min pun, dah RM8 tu...kenyang sehari dah tu kalau nak ikut kan....dup dup....</div><div><br /></div><div>Sesampainya teman dkt mesin tu....ternampak, 1 family cina tgh bayar....belakang family cina tu ada sepasang suami isteri melayu...lepastu baru teman punya turn...</div><div><br /></div><div>Mula2 teman tak perasan, tapi tetiba teman terdengar isteri couple melayu tu bisik kat suami dia "Eh..mahalnya bang...mcmmana ni...."</div><div><br /></div><div>Bila dengar je camtu, terus teman intai harga parking yg family cina tu kena bayar....teman nampak nombor 4....tapi apa hal berhelai2 duit kertas ditelan mesin tu, tapi cukup2 lagi????rupa2nya........<b>RM40!!!!</b> Ya Allah, mak datuk!!!!parking ke apa ni???!!....menggaru2 kepala uncle cina tu mengeluarkan duitnya...kejap ditoleh kat bini dia...kejap adiknya pulak mengkorek dompetnya...merata2 ahli keluarganya tolong hulurkan duit....masing2 muka masam and konpius je nak bayar parking kereta tu...yg riang ria masa tu siapa tau??cuba teka??</div><div><br /></div><div>Hehe...yg seronok masa tu cuma anak2 kecik family cina tu aje...beriang ria mintak duit daripada mak ayahnya nak tolong masukkan dalam mesin tu....</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman mengalihkan pandangan kepada couple melayu kat depan teman ni pulak...nampak mcm org awam biasa..mcm kita2 jugak...mungkin tua sikit drp teman...isteri dan suami dua2 sedang mendukung anak2 mereka yg sedang tidur..pakaian anak2nya kelihatan lusuh..mcm dah pakai dan dibasuh berulang kali...kelihatan peluh menitik daripada leher si suami...ntah apa yg difikirkannya pada waktu tu...si isteri makin gelisah...tak duduk diam...bergerak sana sini...kejap2 ditolehnya pada suaminya...tapi agaknya sbb si suami taknak merisaukan isterinya, dia cuma tgk straight je pada mesin tu...</div><div><br /></div><div>Entah kenapa, teman tersentuh melihat situasi yg berada di depan teman waktu tu...tetiba bergenang pulak mata teman, mcmmana kalau harga parking mereka sampai RM80 or Rm100??adakah teman nak offer bantuan??pelikkah kalau teman tetiba nak tolong sikit???apakah mereka akan tersinggung???</div><div><br /></div><div>Dalam susana tegang mcmtu, tetiba famly cina tu pun beredar setelah mesin itu melahap sbyk RM40 duit mereka...tibalah giliran pasangan melayu tu...tangan si suami menggeletar memasukkan tiket ke dalam mesin..........</div><div><br /></div><div>Teman menarik nafas........</div><div><br /></div><div>RM 24</div><div><br /></div><div>Hembus nafas....mujur tak banyak sangat...tapi BANYAK LA JUGAK KAN????SEMATA2 UNTUK PARKING!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>suami tak berkata apa2..senyap je..perlahan2 si suami masukkan duit sehelai demi sehelai ke dalam mesin pelahap tu...ntah apa yg difikirkannya....agaknya dgn bayaran parking tu boleh menampung kos susu anak untuk sebulan??</div><div><br /></div><div>teman buat2 tanya pada si isteri...."berapa sebenarnya sejam ni kak?"</div><div><br /></div><div>"empat ringgit...mahal betul...kami tadi bawa anak2 jalan2 naik keretapi pegi seremban...dah lama diorg mintak nak naik keretapi...tak sangka pula parking kat sini mahal betul...."</div><div><br /></div><div>isteri menggelengkan kepalanya....masing2 senyap je..and bila dah habis bayar, si isteri sempat memberi senyuman kecil pada teman sblm beredar....</div><div><br /></div><div>Itulah senario hari2 org2 di kuala lumpur sebenarnya...mungkin ada 5% komuniti kuala lumpur yg berkemampuan tinggi..tapi rata2nya hanya merupakan golongan sederhana yg sedar atau tidak, sebenarnya tersempit dlm kos sara hidup yg tinggi....</div><div><br /></div><div>Bayangkan, tol merata2...satu tol RM1-2....ada yg kadang2 kena lalu sampai 4-5 tol nak pegi ke tempat kerja...so, apa macam??kalau tak bayar kena lalu jalan jauh, atau jam...so...mau tak mau...bayar....bayar...bayar.....tu belum masuk cerita petrol lagi ye...LRT pun dah naik harga sekarang ni compared to before...</div><div><br /></div><div>Percaya tak kalau teman cakap yg kita di malaysia ni sebenarnya hidup dgn cara melebihi kemampuan kita...?percaya tak kalau teman cakap kita sebenarnya tak mampu nak hidup dgn cara yg kita hidup skrg....mcm beli rumah...kereta...etc....</div><div><br /></div><div>Sbb, secara asasnya, kita patut beli sesuatu tu kalau kita ada duit yg secukupnya...setuju??</div><div><br /></div><div>Contoh, kita nak beli pen harga RM2....kita perlu RM2, betul?</div><div><br /></div><div>So, kalau kita takde duit RM2, mcmmana??kita kena la beli pen seringgit....tapi apakah pen seringgit tu pen idaman kita???apakah pen seringgit tu cukup untuk menampung segala keperluan dakwat kita?</div><div><br /></div><div>Kalau tak cukup, mcmmana....ohh senang saja...inilah dia idea kapitalis barat yg telah berjaya mengenalkan sistem pinjaman kita supaya kita semua rasa mcm tak dapat lari drp menggunakannya..walaupun pada hakikatnya kita sebenarnya TIDAK MAMPU untuk memiliki pen RM2 itu....</div><div><br /></div><div>dan, alang2 nak bagi kita pinjam duit, buat apa diorg bagi pinjaman sebanyak RM2 saja....diorg naikkan pula harga pen tu...jadi RM10....jadi, kita pun pinjam la RM10......</div><div><br /></div><div>sedih kan???teman rasa sedih sgt....and kesian melihatkan org2 di kl ni sebenarnya...nak beli rumah, mahal...nak beli tanah, mahal...tapi kalau takde rumah..mcmmana...??mcmmana nak jaga anak2...susu mahal, pampers mahal...semua mahal....tu yg ramai warga kota yg duduk dkt kawasan flat....well, flats are different than condos okay....teman tau, sbb teman pun duduk flat skrg...kena byk toleransi, kena byk sabar dgn karenah org2 yg duduk dlm bangunan yg sama dgn kita...kalau dapat komuniti yg bersih bertamadun, takpe...kalau dapat yg pengotor???yg langsung tak kisah apa yg org fikir psl mereka????berasap jugak la kita kan...tu belum masuk isu upringing anak2 lagi tu...</div><div><br /></div><div>And even these flats in kl are not cheap okay???Jadi, apa nak buat...?ambil pinjaman beratus2 ribu...bayar faedah double dgn harga tanah sebenar....nampak mcm jalan penyelesaian mudah..tapi sebenarnya mereka terus dihimpit...dihimpit...dan dihimpit lagi.....</div><div><br /></div><div>teman tak nak mula ckp pasal kerajaan, politik etc..takde makna buat teman...</div><div><br /></div><div>pada teman, kita semua kena berusaha sendiri utk memajukan diri dan keluar daripada kesempitan hidup ni...kita kena kreatif,kita perlu inovatif dan ada semangat daya saing utk menyara diri dan keluarga...buat lah apa saja yg boleh, selagi halal dan jalan ke rezeki itu merupakan jalan yg diredhai Allah, let's do something for our family, race and religion!</div><div><br /></div><div>Pada sumi san, i tak sabar nak balik kulim, tempat where u can still get kuih seposen sebijik!!! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Tu aje cerita teman pada hari ni...pikir2 kan apa yg teman ceritakan hari ni ye...teman doakan kita rakyat malaysia akan sentiasa di bawah naunganNya...semoga rezeki kita melimpah ruah...dan semoga kita tidak lupa bersyukur dgn apa saja yg kita ada! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Wasallam.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-22276057641959767202011-06-06T05:57:00.000-07:002012-10-12T23:04:43.147-07:00serupakah kita??Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br />
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<i>(note: cerita2 sirah di atas teman petik daripada siaran 'tafsir Al-Quran' bersama Ustaz Zahazan Mohamed setiap Isnin-Jumaat, pukul 6.30 pagi dan siaran ulangan pukul 8pm...sekarang baru sampai surah At-Taubah..byk lagi yg boleh belajar ni...mmg best sgt kupasan ustaz...jom dengar n belajar sama2!! ikim fm 91.5 di kuala lumpur - kena mintak komisyen drp ikim ni..hehe)</i></div>
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sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-44609105797546004292011-03-09T02:17:00.000-08:002011-03-09T05:07:31.343-08:00happiness, anyone?? :)Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br /><br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Hello en kambing dan pelawat2 en kambing sekalian...En kambing mesti suka sekarang kan, sbb teman rajin dtg melawat..hehe..ish,tak mengaku plak en kambing niii....<br /><br />Okeh, hari ni teman ingat nak cerita psl satu lagi pengalaman yg tak dpt teman lupakan sepanjang teman di posting psychiatry...Cerita ni teman akan ingat sampai bila2..sebab ia membawa pengajaran yg amat besar dlm hidup teman...dan mungkin dlm hidup kome juga...<br /><br />Teman ingat lagi, masa tu teman tgh tengok patient dkt klinik psychiatry...<br />Macam2 kes yg teman tengok hari tu...schizophrenia, bipolar manic disorder, depression etc...<br /><br />Masa teman tgh sibuk tgk kes yg bermacam2 tu, misi teman bawak masuk file yg begitu tebal sekali ke dlm bilik teman...aisehman.....kekadang mengeluh jugak bila tengok file tebal2 ni...especially bila patient ramai tgh beratur kat luar..sbbnya kena baca cerita dari awal...hmm...kekadang ambik masa jugak ye, especially kalau time tu adalah kali pertama teman menengokkan patient tu...dah la plak, tulisan para doktot ni almaklumlah...cakar ayam pun lagi hensem kekadang tu...hehe...so, agak lama la skit kalu nak mentelaah file tu ye...<br /><br />Jadiknya, bila dah abih je patient yg teman tgh tengok waktu tu, teman pun dgn tangkasnya membelek2 file yg begitu tebal dan berat tu...<br /><br />Nama patient: Makcik<br /><br />Umur: 53<br /><br />Occupation: Housewife<br /><br />Diagnosis :Major Depressive Disorder (kemurungan kalu dlm bahasa melayu)<br /><br />Bila teman belek dari awal case notes tu, rupanya makcik ni dah under follow up dgn psychiatry sejak tahun 1999 lagi!!wahhh...lama betul makcik ni follow up dgn hospital...dah lebih 10 tahun dah ni...ubat yg dimakan, mula2 4 jenis...lepas dah follow up punya lama cuma tinggal sejenis aje lagi...Hmm...that's a good sign tu...maksudnya keadaannya beransur baik...<br /><br />Cause of depression masa 1999 dulu: Sedih sbb rasa sunyi bila anak2 pergi sekolah/ kolej<br /><br />Rasa pelik jugak masa teman baca sbb kemurungan makcik ni...i mean, semua anak2 pegi sekolah kan??but how many mothers would actually feel so lonely and affected by that sampai boleh dpt depression???<br /><br />Hmm....tapi bila teman screen pages2 yg seterusnya...makcik tu nampak mcm slowly improving...mula2 dah x rasa lonely sgt...then after somewhile dah boleh buat kerja rumah...and dah boleh mix around dgn jiran2 pun...<br /><br />And bila teman tgk entries by doctors sejak 2-3 tahun baru2 ni...semuanya asyik tulis "patient well, no new complaints, able to do household chores, depressive symptoms well controlled"<br /><br />So, bila teman tgk semua entries tu, plus with the fact that anak2 dia pun dah besar skrg (hopefully she is well adjusted to the routines of her children going to school by now....), plus with the fact that she only needs one type of medication for maintainance nowadays.....membuatkan teman gataaaaall je nak off medication tu, observe her for a few more months and discharge her from psychiatry follow up if she turns out okay....after all, berapa lama lagi she's gonna be under follow up kan...takkan seumur hidup kot....kome pun mesti cemuih kalau dok kena berulang ke hospital bertahun2 kan....hmm, so teman pun panggil la makcik tu masuk....<br /><br />Fuh...masuk2 je makcik tu, teman pun terkezuttt....kasut tinggi, make up ranggi, tudung ala2 siti nurhaliza..kira bergaya abis la makcik sorang ni...senyumannya berseri2...mmg tak nampak langsung mcm patient yg ada depression okay...mmg menguatkan lagi firasat teman yg patient ni dah sihat dan insyaAllah boleh discharge from follow up tak lama lagi....in fact, masa tu rasa annoyed sikit pun ada dgn doktor2 sebelum ni....kenapa la tak discharge makcik ni awal2 lagi....kesian dia kena dtg follow up hospital bertahun2 kat sini...<br /><br />Lepas teman bagi salam, kami pun sembang2....<br /><br />Teman: Mcmmana makcik sekarang??<br /><br />Makcik: Alhamdulillah Dr...byk okay dah skrg ni...dah takde masalah apa2 dah...anak2 pun semua dah besar2....ada yg dah kahwin pun....<br /><br />Teman: Ooo...ye ke...dah ada cucu, makcik?<br /><br />Makcik: Iya Dr...Dah ada 2 org cucu....skrg ni mengasuh cucu le keje makcik...<br /><br />Teman: Aaaaa....bagus la macam tu makcik...tidak le sunyi sgt ye rumah tu....<br /><br />Makcik: heheheh...mmg tak sunyi dah Dr...riuh aje kat umah tu....<br /><br />Kami pun continue lagi sembang2...nampak gaya mmg makcik ni semakin sihat...kejap2 ketawa siap cerita pasal cucu2 dia lagi...bila teman assess pasal routine harian dia, it sounded even more healthier than mine...pagi2 she will go for a walk with her hubby at the park...she's able to cook and perform household chores...bila masa cuti sekolah, anak2 dia akan bawak dia pergi melancong...merata dah makcik ni pegi...cameron highlands, medan, phuket...merata2 lah....seronok benor medengorkan cerita makcik ni....nampak gayanya mcm dia dah betul2 sihat...and when i explored a bit more, there's basically no reason whatsoever for her to remain depressed...<br /><br />So, bila dah sembang lama2, teman rasa confident nak off her medication...so secara selambanya teman pun tanya lah makcik tu....<br /><br />Teman: Hmm...seronok saya tgk makcik dah semakin sihat...jadi, sekarang ni mmg makcik dah tak ada langsung rasa murung mcm dulu ya??<br /><br />Makcik: errr..............................................................................<br /><br />Teman: Makcik??<br /><br />Silence.<br /><br />Then, out of nowhere....angin takdak, ribut takdak...she suddenly burst into flames....eh tak lah...burst into TEARS!!!!.....And i tell u...it was so very abrupt that i just stared at her and wondered if i was still talking to the same person....<br /><br />Makcik: Makcik tak tau la Dr.....(uwaaaaaaaaa!!) sekali sekala tu jadi jugak mcm ni....makcik pun tak tau sbb apa.........huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!<br /><br />I tried to calm her down...and when she was a bit better, she continued...<br /><br />Makcik: Makcik pun tak paham Dr...kenapa makcik rasa sedih sgt....family makcik semua support makcik....semua dah buat mcm2 nak tolong makcik....suami makcik baik orgnya Dr.... kami jarang bergaduh...tengking makcik pun tak pernah....orgnya lembut betul Dr...bila dia tau makcik ada masalah ni, dia selalu ada dgn makcik...pegi mana2 tak pernah tinggal makcik....sob sob...anak2 pun baik2 semuanya Dr...cukup ambil berat pasal makcik....selalu dtg melawat makcik...yg duduk jauh2 pun tiap2 hari telefon makcik tanya khabar....tapi makcik tak tau la Dr...kadang2 tu...takde sebab apa2 pun...makcik rasa sediiiiiih sgt....rasa mcm duduk kat dunia ni sorang2....ish...nak cerita pun tak tau mcmmana Dr....<br /><br />I just sat there in silence and looked at her...let her ventilate all she wanted....i tried to explore other reasons that she could be sad for....any histories of family feud ke...any major mistakes that she's done in the past that could have caused her to feel guilty thus the sadness....but there was NONE...!!she was really sad for no reason...and she has been in this state for years!!! poor makcik..i really felt for her....And after consulting my specialist, apparently mmg ada some of depression cases yg mana tak ada concrete reason pun for them to feel sad....they just feel...sad...for no reason.....huhuhu...sedihnya....patut lah tak boleh nak discharge lagi walaupun dah bertahun2 follow up....and when i related her case to my specialist...bukan setakat kena continue medication yg sedia ada, siap kena tambah lagi satu jenis medication and kena jumpa balik dlm masa sebulan...nasib baik makcik tu tak ada suicidal ideation ke apa..kalu idak kena masuk ward pulak....huhu....<br /><br />That meeting with the makcik really taught me some valuable learning points ya....<br /><br />1- Never judge a person by their looks...!!even though they look super cool...they may be super hot inside...heheh....apa yg teman merepek ni....well, u guys get the idea right....walaupun luaran seseorang tu nampak tenang...tak semestinya org itu takde masalah yg sedang menggugat jiwanya...and apatah lagi utk teman...i have to master the skill of listening and understanding without even being told directly....<br /><br />2- Bersyukur dan berbahagialah dgn apa yg telah Allah kurniakan kepada kita...tak kira lah dari segi agama kita, kesempurnaan tubuh badan kita, keluarga kita, pekerjaan kita, rumah kita, kereta...segala2nya....kerana ada org di luar sana....yg punya segala2nya....tapi telah ditarik nikmat 'kebahagiaan' daripadanya....dan apabila tiada lagi nikmat 'kebahagiaan' itu....segala apa jua di depan mata kita sudah umpama tiada maknanya....<br /><br />In fact, tiap2 hari kita berdoakan??kita berdoa mcm2....doa ditambahkan rezeki...doa semoga anak2 kita menjadi anak2 yg soleh dan solehah...doa disihatkan tubuh badan...doa dipermudahkan urusan...untuk apa kita berdoa semua ni.....untuk kebahagiaan.....sbb kita sbg manusia yg lemah...akan merasa amat sukar utk meneruskan kehidupan seandainya tiada kebahagiaan...<br /><br />Jadi...solat satlagi..jgn lupa buat sujud syukur ye....sujud lah dgn penuh rasa syukur...kerana hanya dgn rasa syukur itu kita akan rasa diri kita lengkap dan semoga kita semua dpt mengecapi kebahagiaan yg kita cari itu di dunia dan di akhirat....ameen... :)<br /><br />Wasallam.sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-82104836881174521902011-03-07T06:07:00.000-08:002011-03-07T07:01:24.331-08:00kisah malangku di pagi hariBismillahirrahmanirrahim..<br /><br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Hello encik kambing...rindu teman tak??teman pun rindu en kambing..asyik tengok gambar en kambing je dlm blog nih..ish...hensem betul la en kambing ni teman tengok...teruja teman..............ntahapahapa...<br /><br />Okeh...hari ni teman punya cerita pun ntahapahapa..<br />setakat luahan rasa kerana sedih yg tak terhingga...huhuhuh....apa lah nasib ku....<br /><br />Alkisahnya, skrg ni teman tinggal kat sebuah apartment dkt cheras ni...<br />Apartment ni okay..org2nya sporting..management so far so good, security okay Alhamdulillah...tapi yg teman suka betul dgn duduk kat apartment ni is because i get to see bermacam jenis gelagat manusia tiap2 hari...ye lah apartment ni unit dekat2...so, mmg boleh faham rutin harian seseorg tu kalau diperhati setiap hari...<br /><br />Masa mula2 teman duduk dkt apartment ni, pernah sekali teman terjaga dlm keadaan ketakutan dan kelam kabut sbb ingat apartment terbakar...sbbnya ada bunyi loceng kuat gile kat depan bilik teman ni ha...lepas tarik tudung sehelai bukak pintu rupa2nya ada aci tengah sembahyang guna loceng....heheheheheh....lepas tu sekarang bila dah jadi rutin..bila teman dgr aje bunyi loceng tu..maksudnya teman dah kena keluar pegi keje la time tu..sbb nya aci tu punctual, tiap2 hari pukul 7.45am dgn pukul 6.30pm dia akan sembahyang...<br /><br />Hehe...dlm byk2 gelagat org yg teman perasan..ada seorang lelaki mcm OKU sikit yg teman selalu nampak melepak dkt ground floor apartment ni...OKU bukan dari segi fizikal..tapi mental...badannya besar...tiap2 pagi bila teman pegi keje, mesti dia akan duduk kat dpn lif, sambil makan kerepek pastu ucap 'good morning' kat semua org yg lalu...hehe..sweet sgt...<br /><br />Alkisahnya, pada suatu hari teman terjaga lambat uk pegi keje..setelah terkocoh2 mandi n menyiapkan diri..teman berlari keluar dari apartment menuju lif...dari jauh teman nampak lif sedang turun dari tingkat atas...13....12......11.....teman duduk kat tingkat 10...jadiknya teman sgt la bersyukur sbb tak payah tunggu lif lama...dah la lambat nak pegi keje dah ni....berlari teman pegi ke arah lif utk tekan butang tu...<br /><br />Namun alangkah terkejutnya teman bila lif tu terbukak aje, teman nampak lif tu penuh dgn tong2 sampah...mungkin dari tingkat2 atas utk di bawa ke tong besar di ground floor....and yg tgh membawa tong2 sampah tu adalah budak OKU tu tadi...<br /><br />Ish...dalam hati teman....nak ke aku masuk dlm lif penuh dgn tong sampah ni??...karang baju berbau plak...tu satu hal...boleh ke tahan duduk dlm lif sampai nak turun 10 tingkat ni??...hmmpphh...tapi memandangkan teman dah lewat, and mmg ada space skit pun utk teman dlm lif tu..teman pun ingat, tong sampah pun tong sampah la...tahan je la skit...kejap je pun...<br /><br />so teman pun tanya la budak tu...<br /><br />teman: erm, boleh ke nak masuk lif ni??<br /><br />budak tu diam je...dia buat muka mcm tak paham cakap teman...<br /><br />teman ulang lagi soalan yg sama...<br /><br />teman: ermm...saya nak masuk life ni, boleh ke??<br /><br />sekali lagi dia mengamati muka teman...siap kerut2 dahi menengok muka teman....mcm tak paham langsung apa yg teman cakap kat dia....<br /><br />and i was about to repeat my question in a louder voice....<br /><br />.....when he started to laugh....<br /><br />HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!<br />HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!<br /><br />kuat sgt dia gelak okay...siap pegang2 perut and tunjuk2 kat teman lagi....<br /><br />HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!<br />HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!!<br /><br />okay...so now im confused.<br /><br />teman pusing belakang....tengok, takde sape pun kat belakang...and this guy was still laughing at ME....<br /><br />i was so really confused....kenapa tetiba gelak kat teman plak ni??teman pakai baju terbalik ke..tudung terbalik ke....ada taik hidung selepet ke...<br /><br />and when i was just about to ask him that...<br /><br />When he suddenly closed the door.<br /><br />........................................................................................<br />........................................................................................<br /><br />So there i was...standing like an idiot...staring at the closed door lift...and late for work<br /><br />........................................................................................<br />........................................................................................<br /><br />.....GOD!!!the things that i go through in my life!!!!!!! T.T<br /><br />the end.<br /><br />p/s: and no, my baju was not terbalik..and my saluran pernafasan was also clear...my rear mirror confirmed it...hehe<br /><br />Wasallam.sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-10372899371069653812011-03-03T06:41:00.000-08:002011-03-03T08:08:24.177-08:00Cerita si tokei kedai dan kedainyaBismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br /><br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Alahai kambing...nampaknya, memang konfom sebulan sekali aje teman dapat menjenguk kamu ye...kesian kamu...nampak tak bermaya...muka tak berseri...kusam..haa, apa kata teman rekemen tia amelia utk kamu...ya....!!tia amelia.....tia amelia!!! hanya tia amelia!!!!hahhahahhahahahhahahah....!!!<br /><br />.....................................................................................................<br /><br />teman sebenarnya bengkek benor mendengorkan iklan tu....merobek2 jiwa ku rasanya...dah la dok ulang 'tia amelia' tu berulang2 kali...yg teman paling tak tahan bila deme gelak tak tentu pasal kat hujung iklan tu...eeee...kenapa iklan radio byk yg mcm tu hah??ish...cuba encik kambing kasi idea skit kat deme nih...encik kambing lagi terrer mengiklan kan diri...siap dah main facebook skrg nih teman nampak...naik aeroplane kasi kad tesco lah...apa lah...hehehe...bagus en kambing...bagus...lepas ni bagi kad touch n go plak ye...<br /><br />Okeh, hari ni teman nak cerita pasal sorang tokei baju muslimah ni...<br /><br />Kedai baju muslimah ni dah lama teman suka pergi...banyaknya menjual jubah2 yg dibawa dari timur tengah...mmg cantik....mcm2 design...ada yg simple, elaborated..ada yg ada batu sana sini...ada yg tangan ropol2...mcm2 lah...<br /><br />dan adat lah...baju2 import mcm ni dah tentunya mahal...majoritinya mencecah ratusan ringgit...teman selalu jamu mata aje...seronok tengok jubah cantik2 ni....dah la praktikal, mudah pakai...versatile plak tu..dan sesuai dipakai ke mana2...<br /><br />selain jubah2 tu ada jugak blouse2 muslimah yg panjang2 sampai ke lutut..yg jugak cantik dan simple...dlm 2-3 bulan lepas, teman ada jugak beli blouse2 muslimah tu...hajat di hati pada mulanya nak ambik 4 pasang...<br /><br />tapi masa nak bayar, alangkah terkejutnya teman bila pembantu kedai tu kata mereka tak ada kemudahan credit card..cash only....hmm, pelik jugak teman...sbb kedainya begitu exclusive...and baju2 n jubah2nya mmg mahal....mcm teman katakan tadi, jubahnya boleh mencecah ke ratusan ringgit...so...mcmmana org nak bawak cash byk2 kalau nak shopping kat situ???...hmm, tapi teman tak kata apa2...mungkin pada waktu tu, kedai tu baru dibuka..and kemudahan credit card tu tak sampai lagi....<br /><br />Jadiknya, teman ambik 2 pasang je lah haritu..and bayar secara tunai....<br /><br />Dlm 2-3 hari lepas, teman sekali lagi pergi menjamu mata dkt kedai tu...kali ni, berkesempatan pulak berjumpa dgn tuan punya kedai tersebut...teman tanya sikit ttg latar belakang kedai tu etc...beliau menjawab 'family business'...ooooo....<br /><br />Setelah menerai satu lagi blouse yg teman mmg dah aim lama...teman pegi ke kaunter utk membayar...and sekali lagi teman notice yg mereka masih tak ada kemudahan credit cards...<br /><br />Teman pun bertanya..sekadar ingin tahu:<br /><br />Teman: U all, takde credit cards ye...?<br /><br />Tokei: <em>(memandang bawah)..</em> Ha'ah...takde....<br /><br />Teman: I see...ookay...<br /><br />Tokei: Errmm....U tau kan kenapa??<br /><br />Teman: <em>(sekadar meneka...agaknya pasal taknak menggalakkan customer mereka berhutang dgn bank kot)</em> Erm...maybe<em>.......(sambil buat muka konpius...alaaa...muka yg mcm selalu tu...hehehheheheheheh)<br /><br /></em>Tokei:<em> (senyum sambil angguk2 kepala)<br /><br /></em>Teman: ermmm....what about debit cards then?<br /><br />Tokei: Well, debit cards are okay..but then u tau kan mereka ada some charges that we have to pay??<br /><br />Teman: yeaa....well.......u use their facility..isnt it just logical that u have to pay them...?<br /><br />This was when he smiled and asked me of my occupation...I told him i'm not in business line so, there's nothing to worry...he's not gonna insult me in any way....so he continued...<br /><br />Tokei: Well, it's alright if u are paying the good guys..the thing is when we use their facilities...we are paying them- the bad guys....we are basically supporting them...and they are just manipulating the whole system so that we continue to support them (lbh krg mcm ni la ye yg teman ingat dan faham)<br /><br />Teman: I see...<br /><br />Tokei: Do you like working?<br /><br />Teman: Yes.<br /><br />Tokei: Do you know that many Muslims nowadays find it hard to get up for Subuh...but they make sure that they reach on time to their working place because they are scared of their bosses??<br /><br />Teman: Okay...<br /><br />Tokei: Dont you find that some sort of 'perhambaan' other than Allah and it's a form of syirik?<br /><br />Teman: <em>(terbeliak mata)</em> Ohh??<br /><br />Tokei: So, you see...to me....if something as simple as that is considered as syirik, apatah lagi directly supporting the bad guys by giving them money<br /><br />Teman: Ehem...but you have a problem..u see....a small problem...<br /><br />Tokei: Yes?<br /><br />Teman: The thing is, the stuffs that u sell here are rather pricey and people generally do not carry too much money around to spend..<br /><br />Tokei: Yes, i know...and i take it as a sacrifice to Allah...<br /><br />Teman: Ah..??Really? How?<br /><br />Tokei: Ya, like the other day...we had this lady who wanted to buy RM3000 worth of jubahs...and she got angry with us because we didnt have credit card facilities...she ended up leaving the store just like that....without buying anything in the end...and it was hard for us to see her go away..but then....that's the sacrifice that we make, u see...maybe it was not our rezeki that day, maybe not hers as well...tapi rezeki Allah ada di mana2....<br /><br />I nodded...understood his family's noble intentions...but i still had that unsettled feeling deep down in my heart...After paying the price of my blouse (CASH- i got RM2 discount for listening hehe) i drove slowly back home...all the while thinking bout the conversation i had...<br /><br />Well, i must applaud the noble intention's of making the best out of the business you own...u want rezeki yg purely halal...and surely yg mendapat keberkatan drp Allah SWT...<br /><br />and i applaud the sacrifice that the family went through in obtaining these objectives in their business...tak ramai yg boleh buat mcmni tau...really clear with their mission and fullheartedly practice what they believe...Alhamdulillah...masih ada manusia di luar sana yg tidak memikirkan keuntungan semata2 dan dgn secara senyap2 berjihad di jalan Allah...insyaAllah, ganjarannya pasti berlipat ganda di akhirat kelak...<br /><br />Cumanya I would feel a whole lot better if there is a way that customers are able to shop in big amounts in this store without resorting to credit/debit cards or having to carry huge amounts of money in their handbags which is a BIG no-no due to the crime rates these days....i've been cracking and cracking my head over this issue...and found only one solution...<br /><br />hehe...maybe not a very good one...as it involves lots of trust...but then again, rezeki ni kan semuanya Allah yg punya...<br /><br />so my suggestion is: bagi je customer bawak balik dulu jubah2 tu...lpstu bagi number akaun bank kedai tu and suruh customer tu transfer in je...hehheheh...boleh pakai tak suggestion ni...??teman pernah buat...sbb tu berani suggest...<br /><br />anyone else ada idea yg bernas yg boleh dikongsi???would be good if we could help this budding islamic bussiness yg berkobar2...mana tau kita pun boleh berkongsi syafaatnya di akhirat kelak?? :)<br /><br />Thank u peeps!!<br /><br />Wasallam.<br /><br />p/s: is it time to gunting my credit cards into 2???????huhuhu~~sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-91061797222289791942011-02-09T07:33:00.000-08:002011-02-09T08:38:42.800-08:00cerita sumpah petirBismillahirrahmanirrahim..<br /><br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Hello pelawat2 en kambing sekalian...kita bertemu lagi dlm rancangan...'hannibal'...hehe..pernah tgk tak cerita tu...seram betul...teman x boleh tgk sorang cerita2 mcm tu...kena ada sorang temankan..tak kira lah sape pun..janji berteman..bukan apa, sbb half of the time..teman tutup muka..so, kalu takde org temankan..takde sape la plak yg nak ceritakan balik part yg teman tak tgk tu..hehe..<br /><br />skrg ni teman dkt hospital kuala lumpur...teman tgh buat posting 'methadone'...posting ni takde kat hukm..kat kl ni cuma 2 hospital yg buat program nih...pusat perubatan UM dgn HKL...kat negeri2 lain pun tak semua hospital buat...sbb ia memerlukan pakar yg khusus dlm addiction/ketagihan and also budget yg cukup la ye...<br /><br />methadone ni adalah considered sbg substitute/pengganti kpd dadah bagi penagih2 dadah...actually ketagihan dadah ni susah nak dirawat...susah sgt...nak berhenti dadah tu satu hal...yg tu yg paling susah...tapi kalau berhenti secara mengejut pun susah...boleh menjadikan seseorg tu sampai jadi koma silap2...so..kalau nak berhenti, kena buat cara yg betul di bawah pengawasan doktor ye...<br /><br />so, methadone ni berfungsi sbg pengganti dadah yg boleh mengawal ketagihan dan pada masa yg sama TIDAK mendatangkan bahaya pada otak serta mempunyai kesan2 sampingan yg sangat minima kalau dibandingkan dgn dadah2 berbahaya spt heroin, morphine, amphetamine dll...pendek kata, seseorg penagih tegar yg tak hilang2 ketagihannya, boleh mengambil methadone sepanjang hidupnya sbg pengganti kpd dadah agar dia boleh meneruskan kehidupannya spt org biasa...<br /><br />As usual, byk pengalaman baru sejak teman berada di sini...n tak kering gusi teman duduk dgn penagih2 ni...kelakau deme ni...mcm2 alasan deme bagi especially bila staff mintak air kencing utk buat ujian saringan dadah...<br /><br />semalam, ada sorang patient ni..urine nya positif amphetamine...amphetamine ni jenis dadah stimulant/peransang...selalunya diambil utk membuatkan diri rasa lebih 'cargasss' dan enjoy..byk digunakan dlm club utk mendapatkan rasa 'euphoria'...contoh2 amphetamine ialah mcm syabu dan 'ice'...selalu kita dengar remaja2 kita guna syabu dan ice dlm berita kan?this is because these drugs are not really expensive...and sgt mudah diperolehi di jalanan..<br /><br />balik pd cerita teman...bila specialist teman confront dia pasal amphetamine ni, dia tak mengaku...<br /><br />Patient: Eh, mana ada dr...saya dah tinggal lama dah benda tu....<br /><br />Dr: Habih tu, mcm mana urine awak boleh positif amphetamine ni??<br /><br />Patient: Mana saya tau Dr...kesan lama dulu kot...<br /><br />Dr: Eh, mana pulak...dadah ni tahan 2-3 hari je dlm badan awak..Habis lama pun seminggu..<br /><br />Patient: Eh ye ke Dr? Ish....saya pun tak tau la, agaknya ada org masukkan dlm minuman saya tak???<br /><br />Dr: Ye ke ni???<br /><br />Patient: Mungkin la Dr...saya rasa mcm tu la (sambil mengangguk2)<br /><br />Dr: Awak berani sumpah dgn nama Allah awak tak ambik dadah tu??<br /><br />Patient: Berani Dr...<br /><br />Dr: Haa...awak jgn main2...karang kena sambar petir kalau awak main2 nama Allah ni...haa, angkat tangan kanan awak.."Saya bersumpah dgn nama Allah yg saya tak ambik dadah tu"<br /><br />Patient: Errrr (sambil mengangkat tgn kanan).....Saya bersumpah dgn nama Allah...........yg saya ambik sikiiiiiiiit je dadah hari tu.....he he he he....sori Dr (sambil tersengih2 tersipu2 menunjukkan gigi depannya yg rompang....)<br /><br />Hehehehehheheheh...terkemut2 teman menahan gelak waktu tu....inilah senario di klinik methadone...yg berulang2 kali terjadi akibat tak dpt menahan ketagihan...mereka terpaksa menipu sana sini utk medapatkan kepercayaan dari org lain...malangnya...'evidence does not lie'....hehe..mcm cerita CSI la plak....<br /><br />The sad thing abt penagih ni is that...pada mulanya mereka mengambil dadah secara sukarela...but once they get dependant on the drugs....the drugs control them....and it's really hard to get a grip of yourself again after that....teman pernah jumpa sorang pakcik bekas penagih...dah 10 tahun dia meninggalkan dadah....tapi dia bagitau dgn teman...."walaupun saya dah tinggal benda tu 10 tahun dah Dr, tapi saya tak tahu mcmmana hari esok saya...saya tak berani cakap samada pada hari esok, saya akan kekal sihat atau saya akan kembali menagih..."<br /><br />Sedih teman dengar...but that's the thing with drugs...all u can do is to remain strong, mix with the right group of people and NEVER ever stop praying to Allah.. pray that He stays with u...be with you...and keep u on the straight path...till the very end...<br /><br />till the next story, let's not forget the sacrifices of our junjungan besar Nabi Muhammad SAW...let's celebrate his maulud with lots of selawat, practicing his Sunnah and relating his stories with our children and family....<br /><br />May we become his close companion and may he smile when he sees us in the hereafter insyaAllah :)<br /><br />Wasallam.sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-85935603709410073892011-01-29T21:14:00.000-08:002011-01-30T00:05:52.024-08:00kami terkena pulak..heheBismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br /><br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Pekabar encik kambing?dah breakpes?teman baru baca email drp PM kita nih..hehe..terkezut le jugak teman tetiba nampak nama 'najib tun razak' dlm inbox teman...dgr kata semua bloggers dpt email tu..hehe..ntah le, tapi yg pasti..mmg PM kali nih sdg berusaha mencuba pelbagai cara utk mendekati rakyatnya...hmm, bagus tu..senang nak contact kalu nak suggest atau complain apa2...en kambing dpt tak email tu?aiseh....takde email lagi ye...nanti teman buatkan ye....mmbek@gmail.com...hehe...gile hebat kalu kambing pun dpt email drp PM ni...bukan setakat 'berjiwa rakyat' dah tu..dah jadi 'berjiwa haiwan ternakan' sekali...hehehe....<br /><br />hari ni teman nak cerita satu lagi kisah pengalaman teman kat posting psychiatry nih...cerita ni berkisarkan seorg pesakit teman yg menghidapi 'bipolar mood disorder'...<br /><br />bipolar mood nih maksudnya sesuatu penyakit mental yg mana seseorg pesakit tu akan mengalami kitaran extremes of mood yg berulang2...adakalanya pesakit tu akan rasa sedihhhh sgt...sampai mengurungkan diri, taknak makan, tak boleh tidur..sampai ada yg rasa mcm nak bunuh diri...<br /><br />tetapi ada masa pulak, pesakit tu rasa mcm happy sgt, ckp tak berhenti2...energetic melampau, tak boleh duduk diam, tak payah tidur langsung etc...<br /><br />hehe..teman tau, mesti yg pikir..eh, kadang2 aku pun mcm tu....sat sedih...sat happy...even teman pun mcm tu, biasa lah manusia kan....ups n downs in life...tapi sesuatu mood atau perlakuan tu akan dikategorikan sbg penyakit apabila ia mengganggu fungsi seseorg di dlm kehidupannya atau di dlm komuniti....maksudnya apabila seseorg tu sedih sgt sampai tak mampu nak bekerja atau nak mengendalikan tugas sbg seorg ibu contohnya...atau, berasa terlalu happy sampai melompat2 di luar rumah dan mengganggu jiran tetangga...atau energetic sgt sampai shopping beribu2 ringgit dlm satu masa membeli brg2 yg bukan keperluannya...that's when these people need help....kalau ada yg tak paham nanti email teman ye...<br /><br />so, patient teman yg sorang ni telah dimasukkan dlm wad sbb mak dia komplen yg dia nih dah tak tido malam selama 4 mlm berturut2, dok buat lawak yg dia sendiri ja dok gelak tak abih2...dan suka bawak kereta laju2 sampai membahayakan diri dan org lain di jln raya...in fact, kekadang org yg mengalami bipolar dlm manic phase ni ada 'grandiosity' sikit (percaya yg dirinya hebat), mcm patient teman hari tu, dia percaya yg dia ni ada superpowers boleh tangkap hantu, syaitan iblis dan mcm2 lagi...<br /><br />teman ingat lagi the first time teman jumpa dia...dia tengah ajuk cleaner dlm wad tu mop lantai...cleaner tu mop kiri...dia pun buat2 mop sebelah kiri..sampai cleaner tu pun naik fed up..bila dia marah pesakit teman tu suruh balik ke katil, patient teman tu pegi kacau pulak patient lain- sorang pakcik nyanyuk yg garang nak mampus...dapat satu penumbuk kat muka patient teman tu..aduhai...(pakcik tu selamba je sambung tido lepas membelasah patient teman tu)<br /><br />bila specialist teman dtg, baru kitorg berjaya pujuk dia duduk dkt katil...<br /><br />specialist teman tanya dia...<br /><br />Specialist: kenapa raju (bukan nama sebenar) tak tidur sampai 4 malam?raju buat apa?<br /><br />Raju: saya sibuk la Dr, sejak akhir2 ni...<br /><br />Specialist: oh ye ke..sibuk buat apa tu....?<br /><br />Raju: sibuk nak masuk satu contest ni...waaa, dr..kalau saya menang, saya akan dpt USD 200K!!huiyooo...saya sudah boleh bukak saya punya syarikat computer sendiri..dan saya boleh jadi CEO utk company tu!! (this can be part of 'grandiosity' yg teman cerita tadi tu)<br /><br />Specialist: ooo...jadi, sbb nak menang contest ni yg raju sampai tak makan, tak tido, tak mandi nih?<br /><br />Raju: Aiyooo Dr.... contest itu sgt susah (sambil menggeleng2 kepala)....international level punya Dr tau ka....kena buat research pagi sampai malam...kalau tak buat betul2..mcmmana mau menang?<br /><br />Specialist: i see....<br /><br />So, lepas Dr2 semua berbincang, kitaorg pun start la ubat utk tone down sikit dia punya grandiosity tu dan some mood stabilizer supaya dia calm down skit dan tak mengganggu staff dan pesakit2 lain...<br /><br />Seminggu selepas tu, kami berjumpa lagi dgn raju...dari jauh kelihatan raju tersengih2 melambai2 ke arah kami...excited benor rupanya...<br /><br />Specialist: hello raju...waa...nampak sgt gembira hari ni...?<br /><br />Raju: waa...mesti la Dr...saya sudah mau menang itu contest laa...tadi bapak saya telefon, dia kata saya sikiiiiit lagi mau menang itu contest.....!!<br /><br />Teman telan air liur...hehe...skrg nih teman dah sensitif bab2 telefon ni...karang keluar cerita telepathy plak...hehehhehehhehehehehheheheh..tak boleh nak percaya bulat2 dah apa yg patient teman bagitau nih....<br /><br />Raju sambung lagi: waaaa, kalau menang itu USD 200K ah, saya mmg terus mau bukak company sendiri...mau panggil ramai org jadi saya punya staff tau...saya mau jadi Boss...bawak kereta besar....<br /><br />Specialist teman tak comment byk2...she just smiled and nodded....and we continued our ward rounds tengok patient lain plak...<br /><br />Lebih kurang setengah jam lepas habis ward round,i got this call from my specialist....hehehhe...apparently, lepas dah abis ward round, she went back to her room...<br /><br />and she was definitely not prepared for the shock that jolted her senses when she opened her copy of 'the star' that day.....hehhehehhehehhe....<br /><br />This was what's written on Page 5 of The Star that day....<br /><br />"The 10 shortlisted participants in the running for USD200K in a competition held by YTL Group"<br /><br />1- xxx<br />2- xxx<br />3- xxx<br />4- xxx<br />5- xxx<br />6- xxx<br />7- xxx<br />8- xxx<br />9- xxx<br />10- Raju a/l Ramasamay<br /><br />Hahahahahahahahhahahah!!!......she couldnt believe her eyes!<br /><br />Yep, u got it right!!My patient is really one of the 10 malaysians yg telah dishortlisted for the grand prize of USD200K!!!!!<br /><br />Hahahahah!!Tu dia la sarah....orang cerita tak nak percaya!!!grandiosity lah..apa lah....hahaha!!pening teman tak tau yg mana satu nak percaya nih...hehe...tapi...hebat betul patient teman yg sorang ni kan???kita kalu masuk competition ni pun tak tentu boleh ter'short listed'...200 ribu USD plak tuh....teman mmg salute habis la!!!<br /><br />i wish u all the best for the next stage of competition and may u really win and become orang kaya baru, raju!!! :))))<br /><br />Till we meet again with more stories,<br />gong xi fa chai!<br /><br />Wasallam.sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-84336566445185105572011-01-24T04:53:00.000-08:002011-01-24T06:42:20.141-08:00aku terkena lagi...Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...<br /><br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Hi encik kambing, rajin le plak teman dtg menengok ye..<br />bukan apa...kesian kat kamu...duduk sorang2 dlm blog ni...nanti teman cari kan bini ye...alolololo...<br /><br />Sekarang ni sebenarnya teman tgh buat rotation psychiatry...<br />dah masuk bulan kedua sebenarnya..<br />dah biasa jugak la dgn persekitaran psychiatry dan patient2 nya...<br />mmg byk cerita dlm kepala teman ni..<br />dan mmg ramai jugak yg mintak teman tuliskan cerita- cerita tu..<br />tapi teman tak sampai hati..takut patient2 teman jadi bahan ketawa plak...<br />tak syok la kalu camtu kan?<br /><br />the first time i entered the psychiatric ward (after years of leaving medical school)..rasa seram tu mmg ada sikit...tapi lama kelamaan..teman rasa mcm boleh relate aje dgn patient2 ni..<br />mungkin sbb ramainya lebih kurang sebaya dgn teman (peak incidence of schizophrenia is between 20-30 years old....that's our age!!)<br />and they used to have a perfectly normal life before they fell ill...<br />just like any of us..<br />ada yg pernah kerja jadi kerani, supermarket promoter,cikgu, lawyer..yg jadi dr pun ada..<br />ada yg dah berumah tangga..ada yg dah punya anak pun...<br />tapi bila ada sesuatu yg menyebabkan stress yg melampau..<br />sampai fikiran pun dah tak boleh nak cope..<br />they snap...and that's usually how they fall sick<br /><br />and we will never know..bila Allah hendak menguji kita kan..?<br />and whether we would be strong enough to face it...<br />so, that's why..teman rasa kita tak patut ada pandangan serong pada mereka ni...<br />coz we will never know...if Allah decides that it's gonna be our turn pulak tomorrow kan?...<br /><br />hmm...hari ni teman ada satu kisah menarik..<br />hehe..mmg cerita2 ni berkisarkan tentang patient2 teman...tapi yg kena gelaknya teman...bukan deme...hehhehehe<br /><br />Alkisahnya, teman ada la sorang patient kat dlm ward ni..<br />dia di'diagnose' dgn penyakit schizophrenia..<br /><br />Schizophrenia ni sejenis penyakit mental, di mana seseorang tu akan percaya yg bukan2 (contohnya spt, percaya bahawa dia adalah nabi, atau ada org nak bunuh dia, atau alien masukkan cip dlm kepala dia dan mcm2 lagi)...ada jugak di kalangan mereka yg boleh mendengar suara2...tu yg kadang2 kita nampak mereka bercakap seorg diri...<br /><br />Patient ni dah lama betul le duduk dlm wad...sejak bulan 9 hari tu...masa dia masuk wad, teruk betul keadaannya..dia ingat mak ayahnya nak bunuh dia...pening mak ayahnya bawak dia berubat sana sini..bomoh tu..bomoh ni...akhirnya sampai ke hukm atas nasihat kawan2..tapi setelah diberi rawatan..mmg keadaan pesakit teman ni beransur elok...dia dah mula terima kembali mak ayahnya...kalau mak dia dtg, dia mau bersembang...kalau mak dia bawak makanan pun, dia dah tak was was nak makan...lega jugak la teman...misi2 pun lega sbb tak teruk sgt nak jaga...<br /><br />Yg nak dijadikan ceritanya, satu hari ni masa teman buat ward round, teman nampak dia tgh kemas2 pakaian nak bawak masuk dlm beg....teman tanya dia....<br /><br />Teman: siti (bukan nama sebenar) kemas baju nak buat apa tu?<br /><br />Siti: Oh, saya nak balik la dr, saya rasa dah sihat la sekarang...saya nak duduk kat rumah...lagi pun mak saya kata, dia nak jaga saya elok2...<br /><br />Teman: Oh...ye ke...siti nak balik??mmm...siti ada tak dgr apa2 suara lagi dkt telinga?<br /><br />Siti: Dah takde dr (sambil tersenyum)<br /><br />Teman: Haa, bagus la tu...nanti saya bincang dgn Dr. Nik (my specialist)...kalau dia bagi siti balik, nanti saya bagitau ye...?<br /><br />Siti: Okay dr!<br /><br />Teman: Mmm, kalau siti boleh balik..siti nak balik mcmmana?<br /><br />Siti: Balik dengan mak..semalam mak saya telefon, dia kata dia nak dtg ambik saya...<br /><br />Teman: Ooo..okay lah kalau mcm tu..nanti saya bincang n bagitau siti ye...?<br /><br />Jadiknya, teman pun bincang le dgn specialist teman, and specialist teman pun setuju la nak bagi siti ni balik memandangkan keadaannya yg mmg dah beransur pulih sejak admissionnya dulu...<br />So, teman pun sediakan dokumen2...and bagitau le siti n staff nurses kata dia dah boleh balik...happynya siti waktu tu...and teman pun berharap moga keadaannya semakin baik n tak perlu masuk ke wad lagi....<br /><br />Esoknya, bila teman dtg wad, teman ingat dah kurang 1 patient la..tetiba teman nampak nama siti ni masih ada kat board lagi...teman terus pergi ke katilnya...dalam keadaan confuse......<br /><br />Teman: Eh siti....kata nak balik semalam???<br /><br />Siti: Ha'ah...mmg nak balik, tapi mak siti tak dtg la dr...<br /><br />Teman: Lah...pulak...??hari tu kata mak siti yg telefon kata nak ambik siti kan??<br /><br />Siti: Ha'ah..entah la dr...tak datang pun....<br /><br />Mata teman tercari2 handphonenya....di atas meja...di atas katil...tapi tak nampak pun....bila teman pikir2 balik,teman tak pernah le pulak nampak dia cakap guna handphone...in fact, kalau dia nak cakap dgn mak dia pun, dia akan suruh misi yg dialkan telefon hospital....<br /><br />Teman telan air liur..............<br /><br />Teman: Errr...hari tu mak siti telefon siti guna telefon mana ye??<br /><br />Siti: Oh...saya memang boleh bercakap dgn mak saya tanpa guna telefon dr....kitorang boleh bercakap guna telepathic jarak jauh........Dr tak tau ke????<br /><br />Terlopong teman.........................<br /><br />Terasa waktu bergerak dgn sgt perlahan....dan nafasku terhenti buat seketika...........<br /><br />Tik tok...tik tok..<br /><br />Adeh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.....tepuk dahi teman dibuatnya....<br /><br />Tertipu rupanya aku!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Tak sihat lagi patient teman ni rupanya!!...boleh bercakap jarak jauh tak payah guna talipon....!!adeh...adeh....apa lah nasib ku...tertipu dgn pesakit ku sendiri yg langsung tidak berniat utk menipu diriku...........hua hua hua!!terus teman rasa pening dan terpaksa meng'excuse'kan diri...mengubat hatiku yg gerhana......huahuahuahua....<br /><br />bila teman cerita kat specialist teman, dia pun tergelak...'Welcome to psychiatry' katanya....'it takes a bit of experience utk detect benda2 mcm ni sbnrnya..it's okay..u will learn...' huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!tipah tertipu bang!!tipah tertipu!!<br /><br />so dipendekkan cerita, sampai sekarang le cik siti tu kat dalam wad ye...masih kena ambik ubat...moga2 dia cepat sembuh dan boleh pulang ke rumah, dan belajar menggunakan public phone!<br /><br />heheheheh....<br /><br />esok teman cerita lagi ye...<br /><br />teman nak pegi menenangkan hati yg luka...<br /><br />till we meet again then,<br />wasallam :)sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-35850252806117259162011-01-22T06:41:00.000-08:002011-01-22T08:45:52.138-08:00someone special :)Bismillahirrahmanirrahim... <div><div> </div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><br /><div>Hehe..mcm dah nak sebulan sekali boleh sempat nak update blog nih..hmm..sorry ye en kambing...ada aje benda yg nak dibuatnya...tak sempat langsung teman..hari keroje toksah cakap la..masalahnya hjg minggu pun lebih kurang aje akhir2 ni..</div><br /><div>Hmm, hari ni teman nak cerita pasal seseorang istimewa dlm hidup teman...ehem, siapa le agaknya..boyfren teman??kekasih sehidup semati??oh tidakk...yg ni lagi istimewa, sbb beliau adalah salah seorg yg telah mencorakkan identiti teman sewaktu kecil..dan prinsip2 hidupnya masih teman pegang hingga ke hari ni... </div><br /><div>Lama betul teman tak jumpa insan istimewa ni...ada juga sekali sekala teringat..tapi tak tahu mcmmana nak contact..hingga lah baru2 ni, kami ditemukan oleh Allah dlm keadaan yg tidak disangka2 :)</div><br /><div>Waktu tu teman berada di surau stesen bas di butterworth..teman baru sampai dari kl, tgh tunggu sumi san dtg ambik...so teman pegi surau dulu utk solat..semasa teman nak pakai telekung tu, teman ternampak seorang makcik ni...beliau sedang duduk dkt tepi dinding...teman tak nampak mukanya, tapi dari segi perwatakan, betul2 la mcm makcik2 mana2 yg kita selalu jumpa...simple dark blue polka dots blouse and pants with black tudung...when i was about to turn away, i saw her reaching for her bag...and she took out..........a book...</div><br /><div>hmm, teman pasti masa tu, ia bukan surah yaasin ke ma'thurat ke..sbb bukunya agak tebal...rupanya agak usang, mcm dah dibaca byk kali..even kulit bukunya mcm dah nak terlerai...mungkin sbb jarang melihat seorang makcik membaca buku di stesen bas, teman mcm nak tau sgt buku apa yg makcik ni baca...so i went nearer (hehe...penyibuk betul laa)...and i saw..........glimpse of english words!</div><br /><div>and not just english words...they were classical english words....words like, 'thee'...'thou'...'alas'</div><br /><div>wow, i mean, how often do you see the older generation reading at a bus station? newspapers yes, but books...??and how often do you see a makcik carrying a book around..to read during her free time...not often i dare say...and how about a makcik reading classical english...hmm, very rare indeed!</div><div> </div><div>i was so intrigued with this makcik, i wanted to know her background..her profession..i wanted to know who she was and was so tempted to go up and talk to her...but then, sumi san was coming in a while and i had to perform my solah...so i cancelled my niat..</div><br /><div>bila teman dah abis sembahyang, makcik tu dah keluar pun dari surau..i felt quite dissapointed...takde rezeki nampaknya...hmm, takepelah....pelan2 teman lipat telekung...</div><br /><div>i then thought to myself...</div><br /><div><em>"i've never even completed reading ONE classical english book, half of the time i would just abandon the book (since i could not make sense out of the sentences and kept on confusing between thou and thee hehe) and pick up a 'shopaholic' book instead!haha...none of my friends enjoy classical english, even my mom does not have a single classical english book at home...the only person i could imagine carrying a classical english book around is my former primary school teacher- cikgu zabidah!"</em></div><br /><div> </div><div>i stopped there.</div><br /><div>well, i did not see her face...</div><br /><div>but.....it could have been her right?</div><br /><div>it could have been anybody..yes..but then again...it could have been my sweet sweet teacher..</div><br /><div>i hastily folded my telekung, shoved it into my handbag and rushed out of the surau..</div><br /><div>my aim was only one- to look for a lady in dark blue polka dots blouse...i scanned around...worried that she might have taken the bus..then i suddenly saw a glimpse of that blouse i was talking about..</div><div> </div><div>Pelan2 teman berjalan ke arahnya..beliau masih tengah membaca..kepalanya tunduk..khusyu' betul...teman bagi salam..." Assalamualaikum..."</div><br /><div>She lifted her head up...and there it was...that familiar face that i saw every single day during my primary six..that face that had taught me so lovingly about the cold hard facts about life...and had repeatedly pointed out my mistakes when i was wrong...</div><br /><div>"Cikgu zabidah??" i asked her</div><br /><div>"Ya saya.."</div><br /><div>"Saya anak murid cikgu masa dekat sekolah Convent dulu...cikgu kenal saya tak lagi..?"</div><br /><div>She looked at me intently.."Lama betul dah tu...mungkin muka pun dah berubah kot...nama sapa ye?"</div><br /><div>"Sarah...sarah nur alya...."</div><br /><div>"Ooo, sarah yang doktor tu kaa"</div><br /><div>I smiled and nodded...oh, we had a very interesting conversation after that...it was so SO nice to finally meet and be able to thank your teacher properly u know, especially the ones who have taught u the basic stuffs that u need to know in your life...</div><br /><div>Apparently, she knew that i was based in kulim for a while..and i was so shocked when she was still able to name both my brothers, raqib and hakim (because she taught them as well for tuition) and that was like years ago okay...</div><br /><div>You see, Cikgu Zabidah was a very very dedicated teacher. She taught with her soul...she was very sincere...and she always reminded her students to 'buat kerja sepenuh hati'..I'm sure u had some teachers like this as well, the ones u will never forget till the end of ur life and will be forever indebted to them...</div><br /><div>Take this as an example of how dedicated she was: I've always had problems with essay writing...both malay and english...i tend to terpesong out of the tajuk...hehehe...even masa sekolah menengah, sir said had problems with me: he said that i like to beat the around the bush.."tak pegi ke arah tujuan sebenaq," kata sir said to me once..</div><br /><div>So, since i had this problem, cikgu zabidah was very concerned..she then gave me an essay title every friday, of which i had to complete the essay during the weekend and pass it to her on monday. This remedial action was for me alone as my friends did not have problems with essay writing...for weeks, she marked my paper and encouraged me to write better..pointing out my mistakes..seeing me during recess...fuh...it was hard work for both of us :) but Alhamdulillah...we did it..i scored an A for my malay essay..and i tell u...it was worth it :)</div><br /><div>Tengah kami dok bersembang tu, tetiba cikgu zabidah introduced me to a lady who was sitting beside her...</div><br /><div>"Ini sepupu cikgu...sarah ni, anak murid saya..ingat tak dulu pernah sekali, saya cerita kat awak..ada sorang murid ni tanya saya..cikgu, cikgu kenapa kalau org tu puasa waktu bulan ramadhan..lepas tu kalau dia (lengkapkan sendiri hehe) dgn suami...dia kena ganti puasa 2 bulan??hehehhe...saya cakap kat dia...sarah tunggu dulu, bila sarah dah kahwin nanti sarah tau le...haaa, ini lah anak murid saya tu...!!"</div><br /><div>Sepupu cikgu tu gelak berdekah2...muka teman dah merah padam..hahaha...of all the things that i asked her, this was the one that she remembered most!!apparently, teman masa tu baru abis kelas agama, pastu teman masuk kelas cikgu zabidah dgn muka konpius..and teman terus tanya dia soalan tu...hahahahah....kelakau betul...</div><br /><div>When it was time to depart, she gave me a great hug, kissed my cheek and asked me to keep in touch...I asked her then, "Buku apa yang cikgu baca tadi??"</div><br /><div>"Yang ni??oh, tafsir quran...memang merata cikgu bawak tafsir ni..."</div><br /><div>I nodded...that's exactly the cikgu zabidah that i know..well i pray only the best for her...for all the ilmu and great deeds that she's done in this life- may Allah grant her with Jannah in the hereafter...</div><br /><div>Something to ponder for the day- Hebat kan, bila org boleh kenal kita..semata2 dgn character kita..walaupun tak tengok muka kita... :)</div><br /><div>For penutup, I shall leave you with a photo of cikgu zabidah n her cousin yg teman sempat snap masa kat stesen bas tu..</div><br /><div>Till we meet again then, </div><div>Wasallam.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565050330561306226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibsS8zS5t746xzdVC8ZSRowt81klk4h_RKmRazXQfqb-8Nb3cXlpyZWrSGlOcXrauYQqzOlmkjl0NGDhdYPtwvUiPBk99fO2L_R_3WkbzWWPkFIkAQHGtGIi5lw6MPCzGFZkr5RRf5ng4p/s320/blog2+004.jpg" border="0" />Cikgu Zabidah yang di sebelah kanan, bertudung hitam..di samping sepupunya..Moga Allah memberkati segala usaha cikgu...dan semoga cikgu diletakkan di antara para muqarrabin di sisiNya selalu...insyaAllah :)<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-71490496260202278042010-12-20T05:17:00.000-08:002010-12-20T05:54:42.175-08:00my stylo granny :)Bismillahirrahmanirrahim..<br />Assalamualaikum wbt.<br /><br />Ingat tak haritu teman cerita pah teman sakit??<br />Alhamdulillah..sekarang pah teman dah sihat banyak sgt...<br />Tak le kuat sgt mcm dulu...tak boleh nak masak ranggi2 mcm dulu...tapi mampu menguruskan diri sendiri dan dah lalu makan tanpa perlu disuap2 lagi :)<br /><br />Alhamdulillah, kami sekeluarga bersyukur sgt2 dgn kurniaan Allah yg hebat ni...it is almost like Allah gave my grandma a second chance in life...kalau tanya pah, mcm2 yg pah cerita waktu pah koma hari tu...seram jugak le mendengarnya...kalau nak tau, jom kita gi umah pah...boleh dgr cerita sambil makan koey teow kak nani (maid Indon kat umah pah yg dah terrer masak sebijik macam pah...teman jugak yg tak pass2 dari dulu lagi....sob sob)<br /><br />Anyways, i would like to take this opportunity to thank all of u, yg mendoakan kesihatan pah...and yg secara langsung atau tidak...helped the family in providing the best for pah...a BIG thanx to all of you...may Allah bless all of u with jannah in the hereafter :)<br /><br />This photo that i've pasted down here is dedicated to all of u whom have shared the tears and laughter in pah's life......<br /><br />(Drum roll............................)<br /><br />"PRESENTING THE ALL NEW PAH AND MR SUMI SAN......!!"<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552756684700518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVE5tLOReQGxO-3QbLSHKS-Zvx02kjlmrBxu9djR69oqSohtm1B34w1nq89ahSQtcSxpLHURJXhx8NJB3UIZw8bTSj06iS9A4rlEbkyHc9MeFMolBur2JsFnOWj9taldiYMJiokttL0u4R/s320/blog+034.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!</p><p>Hehehehehhehehheheh...Peace babe!!</p><p>Opah gua ada style laaa!!haha!!!</p><p>Take care my dear pah!! may Allah bless you with good health, and may you be blessed with love all around you always.... :)</p><p>muahs..muahss..! Love u pah!</p><p>Your tua-est grandchild,</p><p>Sarah Sofian</p>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-21823459002317359932010-12-09T05:38:00.000-08:002012-10-12T23:05:18.325-07:00someone named 'natrah'<div>
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Assalamualaikum wbt.</div>
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Hi encik kambing n pelawat2 sekalian...teman datang lagi dgn cerita2 hikayat hang setia...hehe...lama tak tengok cerita tu...teman ingat lagi masa kecik2 dulu, rtm 1 selalu pasang cerita tu...kengkadang tu dah takde cite lain, teman pun layan aje le hang setia tu...hehe...</div>
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Dua minggu lepas, teman telah merealisasikan impian teman utk tgk teater 'natrah'...daripada tahun lepas teman nak tengok teater ni...tapi by the time teman dpt tau, teater tu dah abis pun ditayangkan...frustnya teman waktu tu...so teman pun email la istana budaya..mintak agar diulang teater tu pd tahun ni...tup tup, teman dgr teater tu akan diulang sekali lagi 'atas permintaan ramai'...hehe....agak2nya pasal email teman tu la kot deme ulang balik cerita ni...hehe..perasan la plak....</div>
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Pernah dengar pasal natrah?mungkin generasi kita ramai yg tak tau...tapi balik rumah nanti, cuba tanya mak ayah, atuk nenek kita...kemungkinan besar mereka tahu...sbb isu natrah ni cukup hangat zaman dulu2, sampai mencetuskan rusuhan di singapura..dlm 50-an ke 60-an...atuk teman yg sakit Parkinson tu pun ingat siapa natrah...nasib baik atuk tak kirim salam kat maya karin je...heheheheh....</div>
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Sebelum teman pergi teater tu, teman google dulu siapa natrah ni sebenarnya...Natrah atau Huberdina Maria Hertogh adalah seorang anak Belanda yg telah diserahkan oleh ibunya kepada seorang wanita Melayu sewaktu Perang Dunia Kedua di Indonesia...disebabkan risau akan keselamatan natrah, ibunya meminta wanita Melayu yg bernama Aminah ni utk menjaga natrah utk sementara waktu...malangnya ibu kandung natrah telah ditangkap oleh tentera jepun...</div>
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jadinya Aminah pun membawa natrah ke Kemaman, Tanah Melayu dan dijaganya bagai anaknya sendiri...natrah diajar mengucap 2 kalimah syahadah, diasuh sebagai seorang anak Islam...anak melayu...malang sekali nasib natrah...bila dia meningkat remaja, seorang lelaki Inggeris yg sedang menjajah negara kita waktu tu telah ternampak natrah di sekolahnya..dan telah menghubungi ibu bapa kandungnya di Holland...dan semestinya mereka hendakkan natrah pulang ke pangkuan mereka...</div>
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waktu ini lah berlakunya perebutan kuasa...Aminah dgn mudahnya telah tertipu dgn helah penjajah laknatullah ajma'in...dan dalam keadaan terdesak, aminah telah mengahwinkan natrah dgn seorang guru melayu bernama mansor adabi (lakonan remy ishak...oh, adamku)..dgn tujuan menguatkan sebab musabab kenapa natrah perlu kekal di tanah melayu...namun walaupun mcm2 ikhtiar dibuat oleh makcik aminah dan cendekiawan2 di waktu tu, keputusan mahkamah Inggeris tetap memutuskan supaya natrah dipulangkan kepada keluarganya di Holland...isu ni agak hebat jugak la time tu, sbb kedutaan Holland sampai berunding dgn Queen of England waktu tu agar natrah dipulangkan ke sana...</div>
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lakonan maya karin sbg natrah dan umie aida sbg aminah sgtlah berkesan di hati teman sehingga berjaya meragut titisan air mata sehingga terhinjut2 bahu teman ye...bercampur baur perasaan teman waktu tu...</div>
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marah sbb senang2 nya aminah tu telah ditipu..</div>
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sedih sbb natrah hilang haluan dan arah tujunya...</div>
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and marah gile pada penjajah yg sememangnya membuli kita sewenang2nya di tanah kita sendiri...bayangkan, mereka masuk ke negara kita...bawak masuk undang2 negara mereka di tanah kita...and memaksa org2 kita utk akur dgn undang2 mereka....aduh....sampai skrg teman masih marah dgn keangkuhan penjajah2 ni....</div>
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and nampaknya bukan teman aje yg marah...org2 melayu singapura yg diketuai oleh tokoh2 hebat zaman tu seperti Karim Ghani, Dr Burhanuddin Helmi dan Mohd Taha Kalu pun marah dgn tindakan penjajah Inggeris..masing2 marah dgn pencabulan hak2 org melayu, malah cukup khuatir dgn pegangan agama natrah...</div>
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teman masih ingat skrip aminah yg lebih kurang mcm ni: "Aku tak kisah kalau Puteh (panggilan manja natrah) lupakan aku...tapi aku takut jika dia lupakan Allah....aku takut dia lupakan Tuhan kita...."Dengan disebabkan faktor2 dorongan inilah, pada 11 Disember 1950 org melayu singapura telah membuat suatu rusuhan setelah mendengar keputusan mahkamah Inggeris...marahnya org Melayu pd waktu tu tidak terkata...tragedi rusuhan itu telah dinamakan 'Tragedi Natrah' dan telah mendapat liputan meluas di seluruh Eropah...</div>
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Namun apakan daya, walaupun pelbagai usaha telah dilakukan oleg org melayu pada waktu tu, natrah telah jatuh jua ke tangan mereka...sekembalinya natrah di Holland sewaktu berumur 13 tahun, natrah diasuh semula di gereja...dan dibesarkan dlm suasana kristian...natrah kembali menjalani kehidupannya sbg org putih..berkahwin dgn seorang lelaki dari holland dan dikurniakan dgn 13 org anak...</div>
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Dipendekkan cerita, pada 8 Julai 2009, natrah telah menghembuskan nafas terakhir disebabkan penyakit leukemia...dia telah mewasiatkan agar jasadnya tidak disemadikan..sebaliknya digunakan utk kajian penyelidikan di hospital utk mengkaji penyakit leukemia...tiada siapa yg tahu hati natrah sewaktu sakaratul maut menjalankan tanggungjawabnya...tapi di akhir teater natrah tu..kami semua tetap membacakan Al-Fatihah buatnya...moga2 Allah telah menetapkan hatinya....walaupun apa jua keperitan yg telah dilaluinya...</div>
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and she sweetly replied, "Oh..kenapa husband u tak datang...mm, takpe lah..kirim salam balik kat dia ye...."</div>
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Hehe...Boleh tido ke malam tu sumi san? ke mimpi jadi mansor adabi pulak? :)</div>
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Hehehehe...mm, ilmu tu penting kan?..baik dunia mahupun akhirat..kalau kita nak survive di dunia yg serba mencabar ni...kita perlukan ilmu...kerana tanpa ilmu, kita lah manusia yg paling lemah dan senang diperkotak-katikkan...and when we talk about knowledge, ia bukan lah dari satu bidang saja..we have to diversify...and we have to support one another as what Rasulullah SAW has taught us...</div>
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Sbg penutup, marilah kita sama2 memohon kepada Allah agar ditetapkan hati kita di dalam iman dan islam..dan jgn kita sekali2 lupa utk mensyukuri nikmat terhebat yg dianugerahkan oleh Allah kepada kita ni :)</div>
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550527200680456946" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mlvEUcXBEAHhEp67GZUbSxTSuxb3OStmC-b3PuStfAOc75TSqUOWq_Iab4f8meBalMVDbdw3sSAD6lvreIcrI8phI9Id7_ImcEZb2jM50hZ-hnhDAi7aWi6jc424cWPY1NCoFU7OSF-H/s320/blog+010.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" />Interior istana budaya yg cun melecun...mcm dlm cerita phantom of opera plak kan..<br />
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550530891866883874" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8lVTxqt7Gx6l2k-pCAV6xSK_sqZBOvMx5UhFHVtzLOH1xT9pEeuFARXyq8Ogn8f5aSR8c87OUmBGvDsf9qc7apUp0LV3nb8GSvUmUQ5trUWBaHMPgFw5fDIiGnT22UG3RyIazRXnsqgCk/s320/natrah3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 124px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 111px;" />ini lah dia, gambar perkahwinan natrah dan mansor adabi...gambar ni from google..so kecik skit...and tak berapa clear<br />
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ini gambar Allahyarhamah makcik aminah...ibu angkat natrah..waktu ni makcik aminah tgh cuba menghalang natrah diambil oleh askar penjajah</div>
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ini gambar natrah waktu dewasa..she came to malaysia on 29 januari 1998 utk menziarahi kakak angkatnya di kemaman..waktu tu, makcik aminah telah lama meninggal dunia...sedihnya natrah tak dpt berjumpa semula dgn ibu kesayangannya...even her children knew that her heart partly remained in malaya...gambar perempuan di sebelah natrah tu adalah fatini yaacob..seorg wartawan yg membuat byk kajian tentang natrah...she wrote a book on natrah: cinta, rusuhan, air mata...it's a good book..if u wanna know about our nation's history..dan semangat perjuangan melayu pada waktu tu...cerita natrah ni takde dlm buku teks :)</div>
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550528196333519954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8DL39EddYGJPIWFfm1xHaPyqwY8pIYBPvkKy6tzo_tZ-nQ4pYUx4D-yI2crxcyjjSHxxLx6R-7xj1HWl-7B2UT4Nud0azNPDDu73kZXBfDqn8lSOz9lOdRzV17BaHQ5C2PvfhqOw7DxtI/s320/natrah.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" />Ni waktu ending teater natrah..this was when we recited Al-fatihah for her...i dont know if it was the right thing to do...tapi dgn linangan air mata, teman tetap membaca Al-fatihah buatnya...dgn harapan yg Allah tetap mengekalkan natrah disisiNya after all those time...<br />
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Pada kome yg nak tau lebih pasal natrah n sejarah negara kita, silalah google ye..byk sgt cerita2 natrah n tragedi yg berlaku pada waktu tu yg patut kita mengambil iktibar daripadanya :)</div>
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wasallam.</div>
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sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-57706366195110106082010-11-26T01:06:00.000-08:002010-11-26T02:28:32.436-08:00kayo ko kita ni ha?Bismillahirrahmanirrahim... <div><div></div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><br /><div>Hi encik kambing..rindu pulak rasanya nak menaip..tu yg teman rajin melawat nih...teman baru je balik dari klcc...friday masa rehat panjang kan...member2 teman pun ngajak le teman makan lunch kat sana..saja jalan2 cuci mata...tambahan plak baru2 ni member2 seangkatan teman ni baru je terjumpa jalan baru nak ke klcc..so, semangat le kirenya nak mencuba jalan baru....</div><br /><div>Alkisahnya lepas kami semua habih makan, kami pun berjalan2 le di sekitar klcc tu...ramai jugak yg membeli belah, almaklum la byk kedai tengah sale skrg...</div><br /><div>Dalam kami dok berjalan2 tu, tetiba member teman yg sorang ni ajak kami masuk satu kedai yg teman sendiri tak pernah masuk seumur hidup....sale hebat katanya....okay lah..teman pun melangkah masuk....</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543798575387876946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHUPsVrM5k8ctTyvLtE7sA8FzNKho7AOHzOshyphenhyphenm955CAmVlcKBuuotxgzkKsiqVZ1uInbyaWW2fD6JimLlVSpGXdA1wO7OOkP_l1nMrCAo4gjLHEOERN4M8wNoQ4zpKkpdWAKdpv0mKpz0/s320/salvatore.bmp" border="0" />Hahaha...teman tau, dulu teman sebut pun tak reti...ntah bunyi mcm jawa apakemende...bila berkawan dgn member kat universiti dulu baru le teman belajar sikit2 nama brand2 mewah nih...hmm...mamat salvatore ferragamo ni dulu designer berasal dari itali...byk le rekaan dia utk pelakon hollywood,sbb tu yg top sampai skrg walaupun dah lama mati...<br /><br /><div>okeh, sambung balik cerita...</div><br /><div>wahh...bila teman masuk je ke kedai tu, terkezut teman menengokkan betapa penuhnya org dlm kedai tuh...ada yg tua...muda..makcik, nyonya, aci, uncle...semua ada..ada yg tengah terbongkok2 try kasut...ada yg tengah bergaya kat depan cermin pakai handbag....ada yg tengah berangan bercakap sorang2....macam2 lah....wahh....hebat...hebat.....</div><br /><div>kat sana sini, teman nampak sign 50%, 60%....wahh...best best..sale besar2an utk brand2 mcm nih jarang nih...kalu ada yg berkenan silap2 teman pun bawak balik satu nih...hehe..so teman pun pegang la satu sandle nih...belek2..mmg cantik, design casual, sesuai dipakai ke mana saja...hmm..pusing kat tapak, tengok harga...RM980...wahh....sembilan ratus lebih utk sepasang kasut.....but then again, 50%...hmm...so jadi RM490 lah..................but still? </div><br /><div>teman pusing2 lagi...sambil curiously memandang org2 yg tgh sibuk try sana sini...teman capai sepasang lagi kasut..kali ni yg nampak lagi mewah, conservative yet classy design...hmm, RM1260...wahhh....berdebar2 jantung teman pegang kasut seribu ringgit...mana la nak jumpa kasut seribu ringgit kat kulim tu ha....haha...setakat pasaraya big ten dan ten ten je la kami org org kampung nih....</div><div></div><div>tetiba member teman dtg and tengok kasut seribu tu...cantik katanya...ya, teman setuju...cantik! lepastu teman pusing sekali lagi pada tapaknya...</div><br /><div><strong>RM 1260</strong></div><div><strong>(50%)</strong></div><div><em>Retail price: RM2520</em></div><br /><div>Haaahh???terbeliak mata teman memandang....teman tengok betul2 sekali lagi....oohh...harga seribu lebih tu selepas discount??harga sebenar 2ribu lebih....oohhh...terlepas pandang lah tadi tu ye....gulpp!!telan air liur teman...perlahan2 teman letak balik kasut tu dekat raknya.....ingatkan harga sebenar seribu lebih, after discount dapat la dalam 600 lebih ke.....rupa2 nya jauh sekali dari tanggapan ku....kuang kuang kuang......aduhhh...aduhh....</div><br /><div>sekali lagi teman pusing ke belakang melihat gelagat manusia yg sedang menerai sana sini dgn excitednya..mcm ni lah rupanya...</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543799468773424146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNGgoIlKwXAtjYLrj3cz1nqmlvq9kvx3f8monZFBSBorcATx5If7UR-JgIUlYeXiDDZspliiQmFNe-HCW7f4Zcfa_6JSjvYCXoCtfY1mX2daRQGeJOetMENTQC-K4zFmZ0phOhfCxQKmRM/s320/ear+002.jpg" border="0" />nampak mcm biasa je expression muka masing2 kan..ala, macam tengah try kasut kat kedai bata je...hmmmm....<strong>kaya sgt kah kita rakyat malaysia nih??</strong>i really wonder.....maybe ada yg beranggapan, once in a while, just to treat yourself...why not?? yeah, i do agree to that to a certain extent...tapi nampak gaya yg dlm kat kedai tu ramainya ala2 santai..mcm dah biasa beli barang2 mahal mcm tu...bukan perak mcm teman ni ha....masuk sekali seumur hidup..siap ambik gambar lagi...sampai kena sound dgn salesgirl dlm gambar tu...ha ha ha ha....<br /><br /><div>masalah yg teman tgh fikirkan ni...kenapa kekayaan rakyat di negara kita ni terlalu jauh jurangnya......ada yg terlalu kaya...dan ada pula yg terlalu miskin......</div><br /><div>and siapa pula yg terlalu kaya tu??dan siapa pula yg miskin???seingat teman lah...disebabkan jurang ekonomi yg begitu luas antara rakyat lah punca kepada tragedi 13 mei 1969 dulu...yg miskin makin kesempitan, yg kaya menjadi semakin kaya...sampai wang menjadi begitu kecil nilainya...tiada harga...hmmm....fikir fikirkan la ye..maybe there is nothing much that we can do to change the world, but if we think about it, there are also many things that we can do to help our people...and i think, that's more important :)</div><br /><div>teman saja suka menyesakkan kepala dgn masalah2 negara nih...almaklum la exam setahun lebih lagi...byk le benda boleh merapu kat sini..hehehe...</div><br /><div>have a nice day everyone! and ehem kalu sesapa nak belanja teman ferragamo sepasang, teman suka yg kaler hitam putih ada riben kat depan tu tau!hehehehe...</div><br /><div>Wasallam. </div></div>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1118354797507134361.post-50193780368791627722010-11-23T04:55:00.000-08:002010-11-23T05:52:40.082-08:00picassos of my lifeBismillahirrahmanirrahim.. <div><div>Assalamualaikum wbt.</div><div></div><div>Pekabo encik kambing serta pelawat2 kambing sekalian...</div><div>Encik kambing tak marah teman kan...</div><div>walaupun teman lama tak dtg melawat, tapi teman dah upah bangla kasi encik kambing makan kan??hehe...haa, kan dah kenyang tu....</div><br /><div>okeh..okeh..hari ni teman nak tunjuk gambar2 yg pelik2 sikit yg teman pernah jumpa sepanjang teman keje kat hukm tuh...hehehe....painting2 ni dilukis oleh budak2 kat paediatric ward kot rasanya...maybe as a therapy...ermm, but definitely not a therapy for me....hmm, nanti bila kome tengok, baru la kome paham kenapa teman cakap mcm tu...hehe</div><br /><div>Yang ni yg pertama:</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542730571602726226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqjzGk-68UIq7ZzB6bHldslsGAWTwPpB7xZ8YnbdcefdXB6-9sCoDWsRvd2_CPjaFdi50qgMyNKiuMytr-vRAUZGa9Ts2jwDE1oqvJPq93E6ecd0fJ72HpQp5zKOZC_dSdyxmjNXtockKZ/s320/photohukm+002.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><div>Lukisan ni beso tau...diletakkan di dinding dekat dgn lobi utama...Adalah lebih kurang 1m x 1.5m...first time teman nampak gambar ni, terdetik satu perasan yg agak mengganggu jiwa bila ternampak berekor2 cicak2 gedabak sedang main bola tenpin...i mean, why cicak????kenapa tak lukis ladybird ke...butterfly ke??kan ke lagi comel letak kat lobi tuh....dah la pulak, matanya mcm mata orang...besau plak tuh....mcm matanya tengah tengok teman aje rasanya...heeee, geli teman...dah le teman mmg sedia geli dgn cicak..tak sioooor memandangnya...<br /></div><p>Ehem...yg ni yg nombor 2:</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542732282583899602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVw7czp7rObQpWaMQiw-AGYYCc5vmJvJGt-j6VgKf5FYh1NI3bbx55iUKIEJJq3VqMTRu95ERTz_jRc3yneTH4qu6POkF5jA_c3uTUwFHtCfhf3IBuePZIgTpOnp_NN5sNtna2oWRXTXN5/s320/photohukm+001.jpg" border="0" />Gambo ni pun besarnya sama cam gambo tadi...diletakkan betul2 didepan wad perubatan utk org dewasa...rasanya pakcik2 yg masuk wad tu boleh dapat 2nd heart attack bila tengok gambo nih...bayangkan, dah la sakit..bila kena masuk ward, kena ngadap raksasa ni kat depan pintu plak...adoi...kesian pakcik ye...nasib baik takde yg bukak bunga nak bersilat ye...</p><br /><p>And now...the champion of all paintings...yg ni kat depan wad orthopedic (wad tulang)...(mungkin peringatan buat budak2 rempit yg selalu masuk wad sbb eksiden patah sana sini kot...)</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542734545166270930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2_1pqxeKtaK5tB1kl29_HyP-iag7gclp2_c5w60pV_MPDFaqlDOdHrVJ-X1t7ajqC52MaaJm8e4eB7SunHQXqmryQVm03oj0d9FiQrswFVqabB8U4u8snpsaV4Q1m8AVJOdTYLiBqifk/s320/photohukm+003.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p>I mean...what...what...what is this painting supposed to be?? A guy sitting in his garden having a nice warm cup of tea, while overlooking his .......??dead brother lying on the grass?? or do they have a floating house in the middle of the ocean and his brother is enjoying the sun on a pelampung...but then how could the guy be sitting on the sea water??</p><p>seriously man, this painting really gives me the creeps...hehe...scary scary...imagine tgh minum teh n tengok je mayat kat atas rumput tu...hohohohohoho....seramm...boleh masuk mastika nih...hehe...the best part is, half of the people who pass by this painting just gave it a glance and walked away without producing any sort of reaction! only a few 'normal' ones like me (hehe) and teh-my friend (and hopefully you guys too) do!</p><p>So, the moral of the story is...whatever u do, maintain your normality...do not work like robots..do not be robotic and do not hang pictures of lizards, monsters and ?dead people as decoration pieces in your home.</p><p>The end.</p><p>Wasallam.</p><br /><p></p>sarah sofianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15923441443264590343noreply@blogger.com6