mak & adam

my first 2006 note.

mak's reply on my khianat-dengki prob: don riek 2 kianat, sabar, payah dapat, matanag bertambah (read: dont react to khianat. sabar payah dapat, matang bertambah). *maafkanlah emak saya*. relieve.. mak & i was never an item. we were like north and south, east and west. tarak boleh cantum punya. satu dia kata, dua i tak setuju. so for the past 27 years, i couldnt call mak as my best friend. there are times that i envy my friends when they have their maks as their shoulders. finally on my khianat, mak has somehow put her "spell" on me. heheheh.. i think age has bridge the gap between me and mak.

adam dah makin ligat. kalo balik umah, dah macam2 perangai budak bujang sorang ni. geram pun dah tak leh cakap apa. senyum jelah.. there are times yg i geram... people just dont understand why am i being overprotective on adam. if it's not because of the nitemare, maybe by now i dah pakai balik pregnancy dresses.

anak pertamalah katakan. so i macam masih buduh pasal prenancy especially contraction. nasib baik mulut gatal tanya member. kalo tak sampai bila la i tak tau that i've had contraction. i was admitted for a few days but released out due to false contraction. then on 11/6/04 i had some bleeding. che made & mak macam org tak tentu hala jadinya. nasib baiklah bilik tu ada 4 dinding je. kalo tak habislah semua penjuru che made pusing. puncanya nak cari cemin mata. itu pun boleh lupa. gelabah punya pasal. that was early morning. so no traffic. we make easy way to HKL. boleh gelak lagi. senyum lagi. main sms lagi. bila nurse dah inject ubat tahan sakit, i tertido. tak sadar habislah. rupenye there's time that i bangun dlm kesakitan. as i said, i was in "high" momento. so i tak sedar apa. that nite, i had 100% contraction. doc risau. everytime i reached the contraction, my baby's heart beat was 0. so tahanlah sakit contraction sampai ke tengah malam. finally doc dapat 8cm. turunlah i ke delivery room after the doc broke my waterbag.

bermula pulaklah kisah i kat delivery room. jiran sebelah menyebelah asik jerit sakit, sakit. i pun terikut. mak tegur "jangan malukan mak, na". hehe.. yelah.. kalo dah terjerit2, maunya tak malu. dahlah mak keje spital. repo kena jaga. i rasa duk kat delivery room tu lagi mengcengkam jiwa compared to duduk kat wad atas. tangan che made & mak rasanya kalo buat scan, ada tulang yg patah riuk. bila rasa contraction, rasa macam nak terbalikkan katil tu pun ada. kalo la i ni superwoman that time, memang dah lumat-lumit katil tu i keje kan. sakit tak leh katalah. u feel, u know. dah menjelang pagi, doc still dont say anything. time tu i dah surrender. tak larat dah. dah 24 hours in pain. i mintak epidural. datanglah sorang doctor A (bukan nama sebenar). 3 attemps of epidural, all failed. so cannot do anythinglah. i dah rasa nak memerut. org kata kalo nak memerut tu dah sampai time dahlah. nurse boleh wat endah tak endah. shortcut, finally doc kata masuk OT. sebab dari buka 8cm dah jadi 6cm pulak.

dah masuk kisah OT pulak. doc A kasik i spinal. upon doc B (juga bukan nama sebenar) nak operate, i feel pain bila dia wat test drive. doc A dah menggelabah. bius tak menjadik. kelam kelibut jadiknya. semua dia buat tak kena. nasib baik 2 org pakar came to rescue. selamatlah i sudahnya. baby berjaya kuar. tapi i kena tahan kat ICU for 2 days - oxygen level low. sebelum kuar OT tu i remembered one doc gave me satu benda picit. ala-ala alat tekan2lah. dia pesan, "if u feel pain, press this". so bila i dah sedar tu, i pun tekanlah benda tu. mmm... best. peh tu suka2 i lah nak tekan menda tu. lepas tekan.. sure lena diulit intan. tau apa? morphine. hahahaha.. bila tekan tu memang high la... high tak hengat.. cakap pun melalut terlalut.

i naik wad with another nitemare. i was informed that i had uterine tear. and it crossed muscle. so the minimun years to heal is 3-4 years plus minus caesarian. kaciwa dolll.... rasa macam nak cekik2 je doc2 tu. and the worst thing, doc B didnt put it on record, untill she was confronted by her HOD. hampeh sungguhlah......

then i balik umah. kena urut dengan makcik urut yg dah 3 hari baru dia nak kasitau i yg dia tak tau apa caesar. time tu rasa nak sekeh je makcik tu. patutlah dia ganyang badan i macam roti canai. sabo jelah....

after 10 days, i went back to HKL. i couldnt lift up my head. not for long. and this is due from the failure of epidural. i have drain kat otak tu. camne nak citakan tak reti. tapi buat2 u all paham dahlah. saraf tunjang bila dah ada drain, so brain fluid tu dah kuar. the specialist had to do the procedure. she has to get fresh blood to block the drain. so i was awake during the procedure. nasib baik tak sakitlah.. time kena panggil masuk spital balik, i nangis tak hentilah. tak larat seh... baper banyak pengalaman ngeri lagi harus i lalui *macam skrip usup haslam pulak....*

end of story, the doc A is transferred elsewhere. doc B is having tough time with mak. i made mak cried when i said "mak, na sayang mak" kat delivery room. i made che made cried haf an hour duk kat luar OT tunggu i. and i made my friend cried yesterday dengar cite syahdu i ini.. hehehehe..

so here's adam danial... bergaya sakan ngan cemin mata bapak.