The Accident ...

How does one react when one receives distressing news? Stunned? Shocked? Detached? Denial? Why did not I feel these gamut of emotions? When I received the call about Syafiq's accident, I was more into getting confirmation and facts. It was when I talked to Akmal that I broke down and poured out my fears and tears. It was a cleansing session. After that I controlled myself even in front of my partner. I was calm and detached my worries from reality.

Looks so calm and peaceful but when one enters through that door does one know how chaotic it is ... 

When I finally saw him myself in the emergency room at Serdang Hospital, I held myself in check. They had given him pain killer so he was not in so much pain. Nevertheless, mothers would always be mothers. They felt the pain of their children. Syafiq's eyes began to redden and when I kissed him on the forehead a tear rolled slowly down his cheek. I controlled myself and smiled at him assuring him of my presence. He was conscious and apologized for making me came to KL. I told him nothing could stop me.

When the x-ray revealead a fractured spacula of the right shoulder, they discharged him with a sling and pain killers. There was nothing much they could do as it was at the back. The next day he was in so much pain and vomitted that we decided to get a second opinion. Noor called his cousin nephew who was an orthopaedic specialist at Selayang Hospital. He asked us to come immediately. He confirmed the scapula fracture which had reached the glenoid fossa and needed surgery. He arranged another doctor who specialised in shoulder injury. We accepted his diagnosis and agreed to go through what he suggested. So, now we wait for Tuesday.

As I waited, I observed the emergency ward at Serdang Hospital. It was quite busy and most of the beds were full. They were understaffed and did the best they could with the few facilities they had. Yet they tried to be cheerful, compassionate and sympathetic. I asked the young doctor how she could take in the pain and suffering ... seeing the blood, injuries and cuts ... listening to the moans and groans ... She gave a smile that spoke volumes. I went out to the waiting corridor and saw a teenager sitting alone. I sat next to her and learned her reason for being in this place at this hour. I was humbled by her patience, resilience and acceptance of her mother's condition. She was only fourteen years old. Too young to bear all her life's challenges. Yet she had such a happy and positive disposition that I strove to be like her.

As I waited  (most of the time we were doing a lot of waiting with practiced patience) I did a lot of contemplation and reflection. There was so much to be grateful for. In His trials, Allah had graced us with so much ease to face it.
1.  Syafiq had only one part of the body fractured. Although serious, it was not severe.
2.  He had just completed his final exam.
3.  He started his two week semester break.
4.  A PLUS official was just two cars behind him and he saw it happened which expedited and facilitated help.
5.  We had siblings around KL who rallied around him until we arrived.
6.  Ikram, his brother, was near to come and wait with him to give him comfort and security.
7.  It was a weekend.
8.  Noor's cousin is an orthopaedic specialist who called out all favours to expedite everything and
got us the best specialist for his treatment.
9.  He was covered under his university's insurance scheme for hospitalisation and surgery.
10. The doctors scheduled the surgery as soon as possible.

I could just heave a huge sigh of relief and gratitude. Thus, which grace of Allah do you deny?  "Maka nikmat Allah manakah yang kamu dustakan?"  Surah Ar-Rahman.

May whoever reads this join us in our prayers for a smooth and easy operation by the grace of Allah. Amiin.