A Challenging 1st 4 days......

It's been quite a challenge the first 4 days of the fasting month.

I had a splitting headache on the 1st day of Ramadhan after we went out to Bazaar Ramadhan in Shah Alam when the sun was still very hot. Before the headache could go away, I had a bad case of diarrhea. 

To top it up, Aiman came down with a high fever that Thursday morning after sahur.

His fever subsided for a while only to be replaced with a bad case of diarrhea. He had to miss his flight back to Langkawi on Saturday due to the high fever and diarrhea. I hope he will recover quickly enough to take the next possible flight back to Langkawi this coming week.

I am still having a headache and was taking panadol but because of the continuous hot weather, and the diarrhea, the headache was hard to subside. It became a cycle.

I get diarrhea, my body gets dehydrated and my tummy is empty, giving rise to gastric. The gastric would go up to my head, giving me a headache.

I try to eat when berbuka puasa, but my tummy refuses to accept the food because it is already filled with gas. I end up having no appetite or would throw out everything I ate if I push myself to eat. It’s becoming a vicious cycle. No food - empty tummy – giving rise to gastric - get a headache.

At 2.00am Sunday morning, I woke up with a bad case of diarrhea again. I took a pill of charcoal and tried going back to bed, and managed to sleep another hour before it was time to get up and prepare sahur.

This morning for sahur, I decided to make Aiman's favourite rice - Nasi Beriani, so that we would both have the appetite to eat.

Aiman managed to finished a big plate of Nasi Beriani, while I managed to  eat enough with the hope that it will sustain long enough in my tummy to solve my gastric problem and in turn, solve my headache problem.  

I managed to find a sachet of pill chit kit teck aun, a Chinese medicine known to cure diarrhoea. I must remember to buy more to keep as standby in the house.

I took that and went to bed, but not before going to the bathroom another 2 more times.

I woke up at 7.15am this morning feeling much better, Alhamdullillah.  I was feeling well enough to do the laundry, sort out the already folded clothes and put them into their appropriate places in the closet, organised my mum’s room a bit and now feeling good enough to sit down for a longer time to write and go online.

I hope that is the end of my headache and gastric problems. I hope Allah will grant me the wish for me to be able to do my ibadah puasa with calmness and patience and to be able to do my sembahyang terawih with my hubby on weekends and all other ibadah that is required of me to be a good muslim, InsyaAllah. Amin.  

On another note, Ma and Lin, please don’t worry. I am feeling much better today. You both worrying about me is only making me worry more and would only make me have a headache thinking of you worrying about me. I just need some time alone to do my own things with a little less chaos because the office is chaos enough already. See you this Saturday!

Lots of love and big hugs!

An anxious moment

Last week Aiman lost his MP3. This week he lost something more important - his wallet which contains his identity card, his bank card and some money. 

Luckily there wasn't much money in his bank account, but we were concern on the loss of his identity card as he needed it in order for him to go for his outings, and most of all, to take the flight back home this coming fasting month.

We got all anxious when we found out that he had lost his wallet with all the important documents in it. Our plan to just spend some time going around and do some shopping at KLCC since it is not always that we get to go there and we were already there to attend a Seminar just went down the drain.

We quickly headed home to try to sort the matter out. First thing was to call his teacher to get permission to take him out of school for a short while so that he may go and make a new IC.

Next, hubby had to purchase an emergency ticket to go to Langkawi to take him out of school so that he may take him to the Registration Department in Langkawi. We want the IC to be ready in time as he needed it for his trip back for the Puasa month. 

He did not seem the least bit worried or concerned when he called us to tell us that he had lost his wallet. Instead of going in search of the wallet, he went to play football. It was us that were all anxious as we were concerned that without his IC, it would be quite a hassle to get onto the flight home. *sigh*

After all the hassle we went through to call up his teacher and to buy the plane tickets, guess what?

Late last night he called to say that he finally found his wallet - his friend actually did, but it was already minus RM40.00. But, alhamdullillah, his IC and bank card were intact. 

Hubby flew to Langkawi anyway because the tickets were already bought and it was too late to cancel. At the very least, it's to see him to give him a stern lecture on responsibilities and to give him his futsal boots which he needed for his tournament next weekend. With the money stolen, he is now out of cash. *sigh* 

  

I hope that Aiman will be more responsible and understand the anxiety and difficulty he has gotten us into when he misplaced his wallet containing his IC, bank card and money when he went to buy food at his school foodcourt, or, kiosk, as he calls it.

No matter what, I love him very much and miss him lots!

8 March 2013 - A day spent with Aiman

This was supposed to be posted more than 2 months ago, but, as usual, things don't always go according to plan. That's life, I suppose! LOL!

Anyway, this is more for Aiman's future reading.

I was in Langkawi on 8th March 2013 and this was my thoughts for the day..... 

It was nice to be able to spend some quality time with Aiman today.

I flew in to Langkawi in the morning, rented a car and checked into a hotel .

I had planned it (check into a hotel) with Aiman days earlier on what we were going to do together when I visit.

The plan was, after picking him up, we would come back to the hotel to order room service as Aiman wouldn't have had his lunch yet when l pick him up as he would have just be done with his Friday prayers.

When we came back to the hotel, we found the price of a simple fried kuew teow to be too expensive at RM26 a plate.

I suggested to Aiman that we just have lunch at a restaurant nearby,  but Aiman was tired and sleepy. He just wanted to stay in the hotel room. So I went down and got us each  Fried Rice.

Aiman finished his Fried Rice in minutes. LOL!

He must be really hungry, it being 3.00pm already. Either that, or the Fried Rice must have really tasted nice compared to the meals he has been having at his Asrama. *grin*

After lunch, Aiman set himself up on the bed to watch football on TV, something he missed very much.

I gave him until 4.00pm to watch TV as I wanted him to take a short nap when he complained that he was tired and sleepy, having had a very active week the week before.

He managed to get at least 40 minutes of nap time. I felt sorry for him when I had to wake him up at 5.00pm, seeing how deep in sleep he was. But we had to get going.

I still needed to take him to the barber as he needed to have a hair cut before I send him back to school.  He has to be back before 6.00pm.

However,  when we got to the barber, there was a long queue. We hardly had 30 minutes to spare before I had to send him back to school. So we decided to abandon the idea of getting a hair cut for that day and we headed straight to his school.

When we got to his school, it was 5.40pm. I wanted to stay in the car awhile to chit chat with him some more, but he was anxious and eager to join his friends for a game of badminton. 

Boys! You come all the way to see him and he is in a hurry to play with his friends!

When we talk on the phone, he tells us that wants us to come visit. When we come visit, he is in a hurry to go back to his dorm! *sigh*

  

However, not wanting to get him all anxious,  we said our goodbyes with hugs and kisses.

As I see him walk into his school building, I cannot help but feel a lump in my throat. I miss my baby already.

I consoled myself by saying that at least he looked more settled than he was just 2 weeks ago, on the phone, when he was calling me, crying, not wanting me to go home as I was getting ready to board the plane after just dropping him off in school just an hour earlier.

Love you, Sayang! Take care!

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 24 March, 2013

 

BTW, the soundtrack is sung by Yuna! I am proud of her achievements, even though I am not a fan of hers.

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 23 March, 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 21 March, 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 16 March, 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 24 Feb. 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 23 Feb. 2013 (Part 1)

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 22 Feb. 2013 (Part 1)

I guess being an only child, Aiman is afraid to ask for help even when he really needs it and is too shy to even ask his teachers and friends a simply question that is not related to school. He is even afraid of his cousin whom he is actually close to and is only 2 years older than him.

He would rather come to mummy or Abah for help or ask mummy or abah to call his teachers rather than go ask himself, like when he had the diarrhea, he called us to ask us to call his teacher/warden that he is suffering from diarrhea.

When I told him to ask his cousin to go along with him to see the teacher, he said that his cousin might scold him for waking him up at 5.00 in the morning.

This is something he will have to learn to survive in this world, although we would be there to guide him where we can. It will take time but I hope that he will be strong to go through this stage and phase of his life.

It took me several weeks to adjust when I went to boarding school but then again, my parents visited me every week during the adjustment period.

I could only visit Aiman once a month and on his last trip home, I wasn't around as I was in the US for work. I guess him not meeting me during his last trip home could probably have something to do with him going through all this emotions currently. He misses me but would not admit it outright. LOL! *wink*

During this adjustment period, I feel that I have not had much time to settle down to do my own thing, or even focus on work entirely, as I spend a lot of time on the phone giving him encouragement and moral support, draining myself mentally in the process.

Soon, I hope, Aiman will adjust so that we may move on to the next stage, insyaAllah.

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 21 Feb. 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 15 and 16 Feb. 2013

Entry posted on 15th February 2013

It's one month today that we sent Aiman to Langkawi. When we left him a month ago, he was eager to join his friends to play football. Each night that he calls us, he always seems to be in a hurry to join his friends in their chit chats before lights out. 

We visited him 10 days after leaving him for the first time and he was all excited to tell us what he had gone through the last 10 days. 

A few days before he was to fly home for the CNY holidays, he called me several times and he wanted to talk longer and was upset when I yold him that international calls are expensive. 

We spoke for a minimum of 10 minutes at a time. 

On the day he was to fly home, he called me at 1.55am New York time all excited to tell me that he is on the way to the airport. 

Hubby said that he was all excited upon seeing hubby and did not mention anything about missing me though there were a few small signs. Even when hubby sent him to the airport to fly back to Langkawi, he showed no signs of not wanting to go back. 

This morning he called me at 3.00am complaining of diarrhea and that he has had to change his clothes twice. I told him to go and see the warden but he was afraid, it being 3.00am. He was crying. He wants me to come over. 

I told him that I can only be there earliest on Saturday but he kept insisting that I come. I told him to calm down and to try to get some sleep and go see the warden as soon as daylight breaks. 

He called me again at 4.00am and told me that he had to change his clothes again. This time he wants me to come get him as he wants to come home. 

I felt sick in the heart. My baby needs me and I am 100s of km away. Again I tried to calm him down and told him to go look for his cousin Abang Ayin but he was afraid that Abang Ayin would scold him it being only 4.00am. 

I talked to him until he was simply exhausted and fell asleep. How do any parents go through such crisis? I am heart sick and wish that I could hold him and tell him that everything will be ok. 

Entry posted on 16th February 2013 

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 11 Feb. 2013

 

I wish I could have been there when he came home for the Chinese New Year holidays, but from this posting, hubby did OK, and Aiman seems fine.

 

Still, I miss him very much.....

 

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 6 Feb. 2013

I left for my US trip on the 2nd of February 2013 at 11.55pm. The last time I spoke to Aiman was at about 9.30pm that night.

Upon arriving in the US, for some reason, the international roaming for both my phones would not work. Usually my DiGi would have automatic international roaming, and I had just requested from Celcom to activate my international roaming prior to leaving for the trip. Just when I so needed it badly, both services would not work on either network.

I was not able to call home, and not being able to hear my son's voice every night makes me sick in the heart.

I decided to subscribe to the internet service in the room so that at least I may keep in touch with hubby through FB and Skype, but I had no way of contacting my son as he is not allowed any form of social media websites at his school.

It was frustrating, but when I finally managed to get my international roaming and the local phone line connected to my handphone, it was like heaven on earth! LOL!

With my brother's help, he managed to reload more credit onto my phone, and hubby reloaded my son's credit on his phone, allowing me to be able to call my son and vice versa, eventhough I ended up getting calls from my son at 2.00 am as it is after his class already at 2.00pm in Malaysia! LOL! 



A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 2 Feb. 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 2 Feb. 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 29 Jan. 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 29 Jan. 2013

1 minute feels like an hour. An hour feels like the whole day. A day feels like forever! LOL! Time sure slows down when you are waiting for that certain time of the day each night to hear the voice of the person you miss so much....

COMMENTS

Zarina Samsudin Ni mcm org time bercinta dulu dulu je! Hehehe.....

January 29 at 10:39pm via mobile

Nik Ainun LOL! kan? Cuma kali ni nak dengar suara anak, bukan suara BF! LOL!

January 29 at 10:41pm

Zarina Samsudin Tuuulahhh! I know wht you mean! Been there many2 times! Still do w liyana kat taiping. 2 weekends dah dok pi siap masak lagi! Hehehe!

January 29 at 10:44pm via mobile

Nik Ainun I thought I wanted to cook Aiman Syafiq Azman Azman's favourite Nasi Beriani and bring it over, cuma rumit sikit coz we can only see him after 2pm on Friday or Saturday, and we go there the night b4. Need to try to work things out a bit.

January 29 at 11:19pm via mobile

Zarina Samsudin Dari kl x dak flight pagi?

January 29 at 11:41pm via mobile

Nik Ainun Ada, 10am. Kena bangun masak jam 5.00pagi! I would hv to fly MAS bcoz AA got luggage limit - mangkuk tingkat is not considered a handbag! LOL!

January 30 at 8:16am via mobile

Roziana Rashid Can tumpang cook at my brother's place!

January 30 at 8:32am

Zarina Samsudin I did this! Bangun at 4. Masak nasi ayam! Lepas subuh drive to kuala kedah take the 10.30 boat. Arrive around 12-12.30. P picnic kat park kat Masjid kuah tu. I bawa nasi dlm cooler with the ayam on top lapik daun pisang. Masih warm when we get there. It is all worth it to see her face at lunch! Haha those were the days! Btw, I always bawa xtra so boleh share ngan roomate or his dinner. Lst weekend besides hubby, iman and me, I fed liyana and her 6 classmates! Entah mcm mana lauk boleh cukup utk makan 10 org, nasi ada lebih skit! X plan pun, we arrive nana tanya ada xtra x nak ajak kwn I said in sya allah ada rezeki tu! Alhamdulillah!

January 30 at 8:54am via mobile

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 28 January 2013

A Journal for Aiman - a page from FB, 24 January 2013