Dr Hani Mador's site

[mood status/ mmmm.. i really should bring more interesting head-titles]

Today:

Hey Divine, thanks for the wake-up call.. congratulations on kicking the licensure exam's out of your worries.. and thanks for the kind PM you keep sending to me.. i guess that's what great friendships is all about, keeping the light of hope in our darkest hour.. yours to me and mine to you..

since September 2nd, i am part of the proud team of Kuala Krai district Hospital - accidents & emergency department.. the A&E (ER) of the Hospital is kinda disappointing.. its going through unfinished renovations that makes it impossible to take a good descent picture at my work place.. the hospital itself is also kinda new.. the bricks look fresh, the paint on the wall is still one layered, the toilets are wide and clean with no signs of damage.. and the doctors' oncall rooms are big and had a TV.. some had microwaves!!..

Kuala Krai is about 70km away from my house in Kota Bharu.. but about 20km from Machang where Abby's family lives..

and speaking of my dear Abby.. look what she has sent me over the phone while i was buried under piles of work.. i Love it Abby!! hehe..

unfortunately, i have not found a suitable house in Kuala Krai so i have to travel 140km a day for work..

yesterday:

while going to work.. a Toyota Innova overtook me in the speed of 120km/hrs in a flat straight-lined high-way.. and jumped.. only 5 meters ahead of me..

the usual story.. a biker came from the side-road.. crossed the road without stopping and without looking to the coming traffic.. the innova took action to avoid crashing into the biker.. but the ground was slippery and SUVs were never designed to take on sharp turns.. the innova flipped at least twice before landing on its right side.. hard..

i pressed my car breaks hard to avoid the collision but the innova was already off-road.. the driver was panically pressing the horns.. the smell of burned rubber and engine oil was stinking the air.. and my animal instinct was yelling to me "hurry up.. before the tank explodes!!"

i ran towards the car.. as the biker and myself were the only people present on that empty road.. the driver was lifting his wife into the door.. i made a futile attempt to smash the front wind-shield but i soon had to lift those two through the left passenger seat..

i called my department who were wondering about my late coming to work.. and requested to send an ambulance to our location..

few minutes later.. the whole site turned into one big circus.. the police car was blocking the ambulance.. the victim is asking my contact number in case he wanted my testimony or something.. some women were chewing something as they enjoyed the first seats to the event..

i am sooooo happy i wore bright clothing.. white pants.. white shirt.. and bright suede shoes.. when i came to work, i had to wash away blood from my arms, my face and neck.. and mud from my shoes and stockings..

Last week:

we are not exactly a hugging type of families.. we can do well through words.. but it felt emotional when i was hugging my mom goodbye.. before her flight to Kuwait..

a lot of my extended family members came to the airport.. a rough number of 20-25 came to bid good bye and a safe journey to my mom.. Kota Bharu airport had this large window to view airplanes taking-off and landing..

i spent 20 minutes in the bathroom.. trying to control my eyes from tearing-up!!

my uncle Pgh Din brought some pictures of my first car few months after my car crash that broke my leg last year.. my car.. Sylvia Stingray the first..

2 weeks ago:

i bid goodbye to my desk.. hmmm >:-(

NOW:

its raining heavily.. tomorrow -technically tonight- is the first day of Ramadhan or Ramadan.. my idea of Ramadhan is exhaustion, thirst and being tired all day.. and at night is the Taraweeh prayers and the hope to win the Lailatu Al Qadar.. and a promise of winning Allah's forgiveness for our sins and our weaknesses..

then the childhood memories floats into my day dreams: mom's cooking, the drowsy early hours of Suhur, the one and half hours of Taraweeh prayers and being surrounded by friends and family as we fast together, open fast together and go for Gargea-a'an (our version of Halloween)..

Ramadhan was always about remembering the past.. when my life was much simpler and happier..


but deep inside.. i know that Now is what counts.. and i've got a lot to be grateful this year.. i feel that i am closer to God and to my family than before..

i've got to stop looking back..i got to stop wishing the happier old times to come back.. now is NOW.. and i am given a chance to do great things.. to myself.. to my family.. to my Abby.. and to people around me..

"selamat beribadah.. selamat berpuasa."
"Assakum min Awwadah.. allahuma balighna Ramadhan"

"Forgiveness.. compassion.. devotion.. obedience.. sacrifice.. patience.. gratitude.. mercy.. gratitude.. and faith"

i guess that's what Ramadhan is all about.. a chance to be connected.. to be closer.. and to be greater..

happy
and blessed Ramadan and may all be among the winners
peace ya'all :')