Aahh, finally a window of time to write an entry..it’s been hardly a week but oh what an interesting few days it’s been. Everything happens for a reason, that’s what I believe. So, let me share with you what’s been going on.
I am writing from a hospital room..I am not in the hospital bed, but dear hubby is. Boxing day evening, while I was recovering from a splitting headache from earlier in the day, and just minutes after we returned home from work, hubby complained of a stomach ache. He spent a rather long time in the loo but that dint work. I thought it looked like a bad case of food poisoning but he said the pain was just unbearable. Finally, we headed for the 24-hr clinic. He took a turn for the worse in the car and so we ended up at the A&E at the nearest hospital. Food poisoning - the doctor said. But he was warded anyway because his blood cell count indicated an infection. Suffice to say, my headache evaporated with all that excitement.
The next morning, the specialist ordered an ultrasound scan because by then it was looking like a kidney stone problem. The scan showed no stones but his kidney was flared. So a CT scan followed after which they confirmed the kidney stone suspicion. Fast forward to today, the procedure is over with and here he sits feeling utter discomfort, and let’s just say as far as looks go, it is totally scary, ok…and even that is an understatement.
This episode, however, gave my dearest significant other a rare glimpse into what it feels like to be a childbearing woman..Well, the excruciating pain he felt would have been the closest he would ever come to labor pains, plus he had a spinal anesthesia done-not unlike an epidural although I’ve never had one of those during any of the 3 childbirths I went through, now he has to bear with the pain and discomfort of a catheter – an awful burning pain which I had to endure after the birth of my firstborn, and believe it or not he also gets to feel a similar situation to an IUD, details of that I shall withhold lah.
God works in mysterious ways yada yada yada, you all have heard of that right. Hubby smokes, and although he stopped for a good three years while we were away in the States, he picked it right up again when we came home for good. So with him in this hospital bed, feeling pretty awful and saying things like “God, knowing what I know now, I would tell people, please lah take care of yourself. And God knows how many he said said "siksanya" since his admission the ther night. And so going by that I further push for what I’ve always wanted – for him to STOP.
At this time of writing, there is an extremely interesting conversation going on. The fatherly man in the next bed, he is advising hubby to just drop the habit. This gentleman is saying all kinds of things that make me want to hug the man…! Serious….! In not so many words he is saying to hubby, wake up young man…do it for your kids..! How can you defend yourself in front of your kids if you can’t do this. The doc gave hubby a good dose of “you want to smoke or you want to be healthy” talk this morning too – to the good doctor, smoking is clearly haram.
So there you go, maybe this is God’s answers to my prayers. Maybe this will get me one step closer to fulfilling that wish to have him become an ex-smoker, yet again. So, am I concerned about his kidney stone – of course..! Do I empathize with his pain and that terrible discomfort he’s going through – without a doubt. But am I glad this happened..you bet I am. Now it’s a matter of making sure nothing weakens his resolve.
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