Once a point of time....

Is it logical for someone that neva had period pain in all her adult life, got a very2 serious attack all the sudden ??....at ist taught it possible...1st day...painfull like hell...2nd day...vomitting...dizzy...pain in the lower abdoment in word can neva be describe...still cool...making my own hypothesis that its normal for period pain to be like that...thats is only the beginning

The next morning...lalalalaa....going to class so happy...because it revision day for my fava subjectn topic...deravative + hedging...hoyeee....morning class was superb...but after lunch everything down to the hill...keep going to the toilet back n forth...then around 3 i just cannot bare it anymore....maka menitis la air mata in the middle of the class...excusses my self...running to the hospital...thank you Ya Allah its just like 10 min walk to Guy Hospital...in front of the counter....trying to keep my composure...let the nurse know...then she ask me to go to St Thomas..reasons being...i cant really remember as my brain is focusing on the other thing....running again to the shuttle bus...

Just skip all the detail....i am being admitted to A&E Unit in St Thomas, 3 times pain killer...just mention it...atas, bawah semua kena sumbat....i wont give detail...the last one that works...morphin...afterwards...wow...still feel the pain but i am in cloud 9....lost...like flying...ooo....this is how it feel like...taught of not taking it...but my pain just unbareble...

Xray, blood test, urine test, CT scan, doctor consultation's...5 doctors i guess...as far that i can remember....from being admited to A&E to going back to Nurology at Guy's Hospital....the journey...is too tiring...even to tell it...i do not have the energy...

This is not the 1st time i am being admitted to the ward...2nd time alone....the 1st one once i am still in KL...again alone...Ya Allah how big is your Rahmah to me...you give me the courage to be able to overcoming it.....comment..mmg the professionalism is totally different...remind you when i was back in KL its private hospital...but here its public hospital...but the service i would say far batter off compared to Glanegels KL.

I felt so greatfull for having such an owsome doctor, nurses, radiologies, paramedic team and staff nurse...your service is truly amazing.

Even the sensitivity for me as a Muslim also been taken care accordingly.

Its true when Yusuf Al-Qardawi say...I see Muslim in the Western world...how i wish one day Malaysia will be like that :)

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Hemmm...exam is just around the corner...but today thats not the main theme of my post.

I dont know weather i should talk about it or not...but then agian..something need to be said.
Normally you will dream at night because he/she has been thinking about that matters too much during that day..thus the brain create an electron that playback the situation when our body is resting. Over this week as exam is around the conner, majority of my night is...what else...other than study...in hoping that during the night i can dream about it and drill the information into my brain...;)

Most of the time its working...coz thats how i remember thousand of client information especially loan account...back then..you can ask me up and down i know it...coz i even bring them to my dream...how workholic i used to be....and i even remember it until now :P

So hoping the same mechanism to be used for my subjects.

But then again, something really wierd happend....last 2 night i drempt about...i cant really remember the detail..but sumthing about how i dress...how i need to be more modest in my appearence....i thinked my late dad was in it...and my brother....make me thinked r my dressing not modest enough???...i remember after high scholl i made a to promise to myself that i will improve my akhlak more internally rather than outside....but then again its seems not enogh lately...

Maybe its kind a good reminder to me to try to improve on how i dress...moving on....

But then again last night dream is more serious...as usual i cant really remember the detail...but what i can remember is i am so near to sakaratul maut...i meet my mom in it.....

If all this are a sign...what is it??...i want to ask my brother....but i am worried he will flip out....i am so far away from my family....i dont want them to be worried about me.

I know i should not mention this to anybody, thus i choose to blog about it...for those that reading this please do not worry....thats what i told my self....just please pry for my safety, health and ofcourse the fact that i need to past my exam.

p/s: Maybe i stress my self too much...thats why all this wierd dream surface..;)