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pakat duk lawan batuk... begitulah senario di la trobe skrg.. jika anda bercadang utk bertandang.. sila bawa topeng muka bersama..hee~

it seems like I'm not getting any better.. my back still hurts... tapi... malaslah mahu ke doktor.. haish.. hari ni ponteng taekwondo lagi~

sungguh, nikmat kesihatan itu nikmat yg sungguh besar... waktu sihat, sering lupa mensyukuri.. bila sakit-sakitan begini.. baru sedar diri.. minta ampun ya tuhan~ kamu yang sihat, jgn lupa bersyukur ya!

bila begini, pada keluarga rindu amat.. rindu mak, rindu ayah... mak dan ayah pastinya marah jika enggan ke doktor... masa kecil, ayah cempung masuk dlm kereta, bawa ke doktor... sampai besar ke sekolah menengah, mahu masuk jumpa doktor, masih diteman emak..

malam-malam.. bila rintih sakit kepala, sakit badan segala.. ayah usap dan urut sampai lena... terfikir, saat mereka sekarang sudah tua dan tinggal berdua.. tidak pula aku bujuk resah malam mereka hingga lena..dipinta urut kaki yang kebas, sekali dua aku sudah bosan.. kejamnya aku!

selera makan yang mengila juga sudah reda.. bagus juga sakit begini, mungkin ini caranya tuhan bantu kawal nafsu makan yang rakus... teringat emak juga.. pasti dimasak sesuatu yg pada selera ku kena.. dibawa makanan ke sisi, disuap hingga cukup.. ditemani hingga ubat habis diambil... ayah juga, setiap hari pasti ambil pasti, apa yang aku mahu.. apa yang selera ku damba.. dicari hingga jumpa...

kini, harus berdikari.. sakit apa pun.. harus kuat, makanan harus bangun cari sendiri.. makan apa yang semua org makan.. sungguh rasa tidak lalu dgn deria rasa yang sebu.. hari ini belum makan tengah hari.. bukan tiada makanan.. tetapi sedang berkira-kira untuk makan.. selera entah ke mana.. ah! sungguh aku banyak karenah... harus syukuri.. punya makanan itu satu nikmat.. bayangkan mereka yg bukan sahaja sakit, makanan pula tidak ada...

mungkinkah aku atau sesiapa sahaja? bila sakit mahu dimanja.. dilayan macam raja... mahu disapa khabar setiap masa...normalkah? apapun, tidak aku harusnya begitu... sedari diri banyak dosa.. sakit itu harus jadi berita gembira.. moga termapunkan segala...

sekolah sudah mula, maka kerja sudah mula melambak... namun aku, masih tidur awal amat.. kemudian salahkan ubat.. aduh..harus diatur urusan dan bersungguh dalam perlaksanaan.. sakit bukanlah alasan.. cuma ujian menguji kekuatan, dan kekuatan itu dari tuhan.. Dia yang memberi kesakitan.. maka pasti Dia erti akan kesungguhan..pasti jalan dipermudahkan.. ameen~

sekarang harus berfikir... dalam kepala yang berat lagi kebas.. bersama denyut-denyutan yang aneh... aku berharap dikurniakan oleh tuhan sedikit ilham agar kerja terlaksanakan...

patience is a shining glory!!!

sekian...


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