Hmm...terfikir sejenak ...senario tanah air sekarang usahlah jadi begitu. Kerana tamak haloba politik rakyat biasa biasa jadi mangsa.
This morning,as early as 7,drove cikli to the old General Hospital in Alor Setar,a distance of roughly 45 kilometres. The road is quite clear as I inched the iriz along the usually crowded stretch of road.
By 8++ ,parked the vehicle and made our way to Block F. Opening the door of the ward,scores of eyes were on us. And cikli received his change of uniform just then.
As all seats were taken,I had to make myself confortable by leaning against the wall.
From 8 to 12 , it was a waiting game.
Eventually after a glitch,cikli was ushered into the ACC Operation room.
Finished the procedure by 2 and it was raining torrentially with lightnings and thunder. So scary.
Stop over at the surau for dzohor and dashed for the car when the rain was still falling.
Lunch was at a place where we had never stopped before. Hm..quite palatable.
Continued our journey in the heavy rain and to make matter worse,I was not familiar with the wipers.
Aduhai...sebentar berhenti sebentar berjalan. Awat tak kelamkabut dalam hujan yg mencurah curah itu. Cikli yg dok sebelah penumpang pun tak dapat menolong.
Hanya selepas beberapa kali pusing itu ini baru tau macamana wiper tu berfungsi. Adoi...gelihati.
Semasa menunggu,cikson berbual dengan rakan sebelah. Satu yang terkesan dari perbualan itu....
Ingat cikson sorang saja yg kena lalui macam tu. Rupanya ada geng ...Lepas pencen sakit datang satu satu hingga tak kenal dah tempat lain nak tuju. Hospital dan klinik saja tempat bertamu.
Dinner was mee kari,laksam bought at the restaurant where we stopped for lunch. On top of that,the leftover cucur udang homemade. Jadilah.
All in all....jadilah apa yang dilalui hari ni. Syukur. Alhamdulilah.
Perlu cari semangat untuk hadapi yg akan datang.
14 dan 15 cikli kena masuk wad di Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah pula.
Adakah kali ini aku kena hadapi sorang sorang lagi......