4 days 3 nights!

It was not my real vacation. It was......... a vacation to the M0uw@sat prison Hospital! I was there taking care of my 2nd daughter, Coan. Before going there, I've draft an entry about how sick Coan was and I was waiting for abang to bring us to the hospital. This entry is kind of continuation from that one.


Since it was a pretty long stay, I decided not to write this entry in chronicles (sebut chronicle, teringat kat sorang adik blogger ni :)). Also, if I were to write them in chronicles, I may end up writing more about Coan who was crying and crying again and then Coan was weeping... it will full of Coan who was scared of the needles, medicine and nurses!


There were a few happenings occured while I was staying in the hospital, the extinguish ones I supposed. Here they go:


Happening 1 - Ind1an vs F1lp1ns

There were only 2 Ind1an nurses - the rest are F1lp1ns. The F1lp1ns nurses referred them as the thin and the fat one! (I guess it was harsh - there are more words to describe people right....)


Happening 2 - I know your salary :)

I started to realize a salary is not a P&C matter in s@udi. Even a B@nglsh1 car wash guy wasn't shy to ask my husband, "how much is your salary?". I did ask a nurse about her salary too (I didn't expect to get the answer actually) but she did tell me the basic and the salary if she did overtime.


Happening 3 - M@lays1an nurses are richer ;)

I learned that our M@lays1an nurses earned almost 5 times higher than the F1lp1ns nurses in S@udi. By the way, I had a friend who is an ex nurse here and she was the who told me about the M@lays1an nurses salary. So, for nurses back home, get a job in S@ud1. You have to come here alone though coz' it'll be a single package (no husband and kids please..)


Happening 4 - I don't like hospital

Living in a cell hospital is not an enjoyable experience. Though the room was pretty luxury (like a 4 star hotel room indeed), there's no sun light coz' window is not opened. The window shutter knob was jammed. Its only the lights that made the room brighter. I missed fresh air. I can't leave Coan alone coz' I was there as her companion (the insurance covered my expense (food and stay) there. So, I had to stay with her. Besides, it kind of troublesome for me to go out as I had to wear abaya (the black jubbah)

Happening 5 - Coan cried most of the time

Coan's spinning head due to the viral infection made it not comforting for her. She felt pain which led her to cry and wept most of the time. Whenever nurses came, she cried coz' she was afraid the nurse would give her injection or medicine (things she hate most). I was pity for her but nothing much I can do but to console and cuddle her. The doctor changed the antibiotic when the first one wasn't good enough (perhaps Coan's body didn't respond well to the first one). She wept at night too and sometimes had bad dreams. She cried and wept in sleep.

Happening 6 - A challenge for a mother

Besides Coan, I had to take care of Shahmey too. Yes, he was there with me in the hospital since he's still breastfeeding. I can't leave him at home with abang. Who's gonna feed him. He refuses formula milk. I was lucky since the nurse gave me a baby cot. I can put Shahmey in there while looking after Coan. But, it was a pretty tough time for me, having to take care of 2 kids (1 sick and 1 healthy) in the hospital. If I were at home, the situation would be different.



Happening 7 - Crank call

On the 2nd day, I received a call (through hospital phone) from a female s2@udi. She spoke arabic. I passed the phone to a nurse who happened to be there (the nurse understand arabic a bit). Then the nurse told the lady "Maafi maklum arabia" - tak faham bahasa arab. Then she hung up. Half an hour later, she called again. I could recognize the voice since nobody called me using the hospital phone. But this time, she spoke English. She asked me many questins - my name, kids, nationality and others. Of course I didn't answer all. I answered with a questions like why? what about yourself? and sometimes with a lie (forgive me God..).

She told me that she's been married for 2 years but got no kids. She was not happy with her husband (he was not a good man - according to her) and tried to file a divorce. The best past was, she told me she has a boyfriend and was waiting for her boyfriend to come to her house. What?? I was skeptical whether I actually listened to a different thing. But she kept repeating that she wanted to marry the boyfriend. I did ask her, "How could you have a boyfriend?" The answer was really shocked me - "I like it coz' I like s*x". Then I knew something was not right with the lady. I knew I had to hang up so, I gave her excuse, my kids need my attention. She was still speaking but it wasn't that clear since I was trembling then. To me, she's insane. I hung up and sat for a while. Usually a crank call exist at home but this is a hospital. Until now, I still wonder, who that lady actually was.


Happening 8 - Too many doctors

Coan was treated by Dr. Ftma when we went to the hospital for the first time. But, when she was admitted, the file was written, Dr Wfa. Everyday, the attending doctor was a different one, everytime. Definitely, Dr Ftma was never one of them. I remember when my kids were admitted back home, the same doctor treated them, right from the first visit till the last day they were hospitalised.


Being able to leave the hospital yesterday, was such a relief. Though Coan is not fully recovered yet, she is better now. I hope the rainbow will appear after the rain... Insyaallah...