I put the blame entirely on Ley. Because of her, I think I am now a K-pop drama fan. Kenapa ni! Apa dah jadi ni!! I guess this is the equivalent to Hikmah or Dia or what have yous.

And I put one more blame entirely on the Pak Jawa. Or the Pak Jawa's government. Something has to be done about the forest burning, yo. I didn't enjoy my Hari Raya because I keep sneezing and coughing, sometimes both at the same time. (Have you ever coughed and sneezed at the same time? I'll tell you what will happen. You'll accidentally bite your tongue.) I was on half day morning leave on Wednesday, MC on Thursday and half day morning leave again this morning.

My mum had another seizure last night. I was scared shitless. She was in bad shape and I kept screaming to my dad to beat the red lights and to horn his way to the hospital. He did and that's where I realised I adopted his short fuse. Speaking of hospital, if I ever get pregnant and about to give birth, ALERT SIKIT FUTURE HUSBAND~ DON'T EVER send me to THAT HOSPITAL OPPOSITE DOVER ITE. When my mum wanted to give birth to my youngest brother, she had to wait for so long while the obstetrician smoked outside. My dad had to personally stormed up to the doctor and f***ed him up. My mum ended up with a caeserian birth.

Ok so back to my mum last night. She had that gastrititis (I think) attack again. My dad had to close shop and that took some time. At almost 10 p.m., my dad called me up and told me to come down and follow them to the hospital. I did the usual - cut a piece of ginger, pound it, pour hot water and drain, grabbed the serai roots oil - and waited for my dad downstairs. By that time, my mum couldn't talk, her body was icy cold and she was sweating profusely.

When we reached the hospital, I ran for the wheelchair so she could be wheeled in while my dad parked the car. Ok this is where I lose my cool.

The staff took their own sweet time eh. Aku tak boleh ni bila tengok mak aku tengah sakit abeh dia dilly-dally ni. So I went up to her and said "EXCUSE ME, LADY. What are we waitng for now?" Counter lady: "Ya ya the nurse will call you." Me: "Well can you hurry up because my mum is really in pain here?? YAH? She's a paying patient". At my outburst, the nurse who is supposed to attend to my mum heard me and hurried to her desk and called us. Let's call her Nurse 1.

By this time, my mum's lips got really pale and her eyes seemed vacant.

So the dilly-dally Nurse 1 dengan lembab nak mampos nya took my mum's BP and all. I asked "Is this really necessary? She wants the endoscopy now. What are you going to do now?" Nurse 1: "I'll bring her to rest awhile in the observation room. She can't see the doctor yet because the waiting list is long" Me: "LOOK, IF ALL YOU GONNA DO IS LET HER REST, I WOULDN'T HAVE COME HERE. SHE CAN REST AT HOME! YOU DON'T SEE ANYONE HERE TRYING TO BREATHE AS DESPERATELY AS MY MUM, RIGHT?!" By this time, I realised I've easily accumulated a few fans in the waiting room. Nurse 1: "Uhh yeah ok I'll give her some medication." Really eh? No kidding. N*b*i understand?

She wheeled my mum in and placed her on the bed. Then she left. I was struggling with 2 bags, a minyak serai, and my mum's weight. My dad hasn't arrived yet. I don't see any help nearby. Ok takper. Aku superwoman, I can manage eh... Takper. 5 mins later, no nurse, no medicine, no help. I finally saw one coming and asked if she could check on my mum. Let's call her Nurse 2. Nurse 2 said "Yah yah I'm taking her medicine now." Another 7 mins later, no sign of nurse and/or medicine.

So I took matters into my own hands and stormed into the nurses' room. "WHERE is the nurse that is supposed to attend to my mum???" Nurse 2 looked up and said "Yeah yeah I'm preparing her medicine now!" Me: "My mum is in pain now, can you understand that??" Nurse 2 (in a defensive tone, dah siap nak argue dengan aku): "Yes but I'm doing it WHAAATTT." Me: "Well then can you do it a bit FASTER?? Do you need me to help you with your job?? PERHAPS that would be faster, YES?" Wah~ Bukan main jawab balik eh... Lepas tu dia jeling aku, kau! Oh jeling eh, takper. Pernah kena stare dengan aku tak? Pernah kena complain letter dari aku tak? Tunggu kau.

I rushed back to my mum's bed and my dad was shouting for the bloody nurse. She came walking. That's right, walking. When she should be running. Or at least walking faster. Sheeshkebabi. Then she pulled the table for the medicine. EH tarik meja macam tak makan lah eh! Meh sini aku tolong tarik. I took all medicine from her and took over from there. Pasal dia tak guna langsung. Nurse 2 is not local, so she didn't answer back to my dad when he gave her a earful. Takut kena hantar balik negeri dia kan. Ah tau takut... With me she can answer back, because she thinks I'm young and clueless. Well, but I've been around A&E long enough to know what should be done, understand?

In the car on the ride back home, I made my mum promised not to send me to that hospital if I'm ever in labour. I'd probably give birth right there on the hospital floor and probably had to cut my own umbilical cord.