<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/8719756?origin\x3dhttp://chickeeduckz.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> If you can't convince them, confuse them.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
* 12:56 PM

life is really unfair.

mom woke me up with another heart attack news ystrdy, 7.30 in the morning. she said abah n fahmi got into an accident.

rushed to get atin n me ready, and cabbed down to NUH. mom reached after a while. we werent allowed to meet my dad yet, so they told us to go and see fahmi at the children's emergency.

he was on a wheel chair with blood on his uniform, torn pants and that scared look. it was almost 10 wen he finally got to see a doctor and got patched up with a few stitches. sumtimes i really wonder wat take the doctors soooooooooooooooooooooo long.

after fahmi was done, he was discharged. we still werent allowed to see my dad. my mom, me, both my bros, and my aunty n uncle waited impatiently. mom got to see him 1st. coz abah was calling for her. i tot he might just be ok, but mom came back with bad bad news. she was telling us abah didnt knew wer he was. he didnt knew wat happen to him. he was asking y is he in pain. mom said he was screaming coz he cudnt take the pain.

mom described he had blood all over his face, he broke his teeth, his left leg was really very badly in shape, and it was broken.

on his way to the operating theatre, we got to see him for a while. i was already crying my eyes out. he was in such a pitiful state. and was moaning in pain thruout.

we had to wait almost 5hrs outside the operating theatre before he was brought to his ward. by that time, most of my relatives were there. i stood by the side of the bed and cried n cried n cried. but he cudnt turn to see me. i wudnt want him to.
his left leg got bandaged up, he broke his knee cap, and it was replaced with a metal piece if im not wrong. abrasions all over his hands and fingers. he got a long stitch below his neck. and his nose too got all stitched up. his mouth area was really bad. he had this tube to remove blood from i dont noe wer... nurse said he was injured internally as well.

he called each n everyone near him to ask for forgiveness. by this time u can see every single one in tears.

he saw me the last, even though i was the 1st one who was der. i really cant bear to see him. i didnt want him to see me cry. i woke fatin up to meet him. he was holding our heads, telling me to take care of myself n atin incase he went away.

i dont noe wat is he thinking. he still have all of us to take care of him. he have many many more years. he need to see atin walk n talk. atin need to noe her grandpa. all of us still need him.

at that point of time, im willing to give up anything to see him well again. he loved us all unconditionally. he made sure we had good food to eat. and he pampered me the most. how can i not break down seeing him in that condition.

i cried till i almost passed out. i had a bad headache. there's definitely no appetite to eat.

mom's at home taking a nap. she was up all nite to take care of abah. im meeting her in awhile to go to the hospital again. thx for all who came to visit my dad. he wants all of u to noe that he appreciate it alot.
my dear cathay frens who dropped by. thx alot. hopefully i'll be back to work 2mrw.

to all, pls pray for my dad. hopefully he'll be better again soon.
god, u noe he's a good person. pls lessen all his burden and pain. pls let him walk again soon. bring the smile back to his face. he nvr once forgot abt u, pls help him in return. i need him in my life...

Labels:

*I get up, I fall down. Meanwhile, I keep dancing.

.chickeeduckz.blogspot
Things you need to know

Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets So love the people who treat you right, forget about those who don't & believe that everything happens for a reason If you get a chance, take it, if it changes your life, let it No one said it would be easy, they just promised it'd be worth it.

fuzzy lumkins
Hello there!

Nur Farizah
.160983.



I am who I am. & your opinion isn't needed.

sakura_yuta@hotmail.com

My Frenster Profile

My Multiply




meet the lil one
i lurve her

120707, 1002hrs
Nur Fatin Insyirah


You make me smile more than anyone else in the world.


and here's the cat
i luv him too.

120107, 0842hrs
Comot




Love Notes
tag tag tag!




them
read up



.darlin.zally.
.anees.
.ima.
.ima.com.
.effah.
.eisha.
.siti.
.citee.
.lynn.
.fatifati.
.caca.
.saazliana.
.angie.
.mas.
.siti.
.fad.
.weixiang.
.angel.
.ceput.
.salina.
.darina.
.hadianto.
.nisa.
.shuyun.
.kak.nana.
.surya.
.mira.
.mira.latif.


addiction
music is life



thats when i love u - Aslyn

blast to the past
There are no regrets in life,just lessons

February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008