Sunday, 22 April 2007

A Celebration of Life...

Quote of the day:

PATIENCE

"O you who believe, seek courage in fortitude and prayer, for God is with those who are patient and persevere"

~Al-Qur'an, 2:153~


Photo stolen from Jacqui's Curve

Sigh...

Today's the 23rd of May...Today strikes a chord, because so many things have happened, and 2 will always remain fresh in my mind...

This day, 3 years ago, I got a call from one of my friends (ZZ), at around 1.30 in the morning...The minute I picked up the phone, I knew something was wrong...Call it intuition, call it my annoying, uncanny way of reading what people are not saying, but I knew something was wrong...

She sounded normal, and she chatted like normal...I was just waiting for the bombshell...It didn't come...

We hung up after about 4 minutes, yakking about nothing important whatsoever...Almost immediately however, the phone rang again, and this time ZZ didn't sound so good. Her voice was heaving, she spoke in a whisper, and her monotone sentence sounded deeply weighted: "Daph, I don't want to die"...

She had evidently burst into tears the minute she hung up, and she was evidently trying to say this the first time she called...

I was stunned..."What?" was the first thing that raced through my mind...

Through sobs, she told me the doctors said she had Type 1 Diabetes...I felt my own heart sink...

We talked for about half an hour after that, and I tried my best to calm her down, not knowing whether what I said made her feel any better...or worse...

I wonder...Why is it that people are subjected to such tests? Here she was, all at 18 years old, at the prime of her life...And here she was faced with the prospect of having to depend on medication and injections for the rest of her life...

I guess it's at times like this that you just feel so helpless and so overwhelmed. It's also times like these that you remember how fragile life actually is, and how we really have no control over what is going on, and that really, the only thing that distinguishes us from one another is how we cope with the situation...

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I was again reminded of how fragile life is, today, a year ago...

Today, exactly one year ago, my dear Chee Keong stopped breathing properly for a few minutes...He was spiking a fever, and I had gone into the hospital at 6.45 am in the morning to be with him. I walked in and I saw him lying on the bed. He was in a fitful sleep, his tiny hands clutching the blankets for dear life, and his teeth were silently chattering...The nurses were busy preparing for hand-over, so no one could attend to him...

I picked him up, wrap him in some light blankets, and settled down in a chair by his bed, just holding him. He dozed off more peacefully in my arms and his grip relaxed. Perhaps it was because he felt a little more secure in someone's arms than just lying there on the vast bed, alone...

I sat there with him till about 9 a.m, when he suddenly gave one gasp and went rigid...At that time, I had been with him long enough to know that something was wrong...I immediately called for a nurse who agreed: He didn't look right...

We hooked him up to a machine to check his SpO2, and found that the concentration of oxygen in his body had gone down to 94%...They instantly put him on the nebulizer and did a few other things, but his breathing was still not right...

As we were doing all this, I suddenly realised that all the nurses had stopped work...They all came and hovered over Chee Keong...Two of them (I think it was Kak NoorAida and Kak Marina) gripped my shoulder...I was actually too shocked to cry...The concentration of SpO2 in his blood did come down a little more, but I was not up to it to even look anymore...

It was at that moment that I wondered what it must be like for parents to lose their child...Can you imagine? It ranks as one of the most cruel ironies life can throw smack into your face when a parent has to bury his/her child...

As I held Chee Keong in my arms that day, I did not ask for God to save him, to prolong his life...All I asked was for God's Will to be done, whatever It may be...

God decided to let us keep him...Because my dear CCK is still around today, just not in my arms anymore...And you know, ZZ is now doing well too...

There were other times when Chee Keong's life hung on tenterhooks, but I'll blog about them another day...

As for today, the 23rd of March 2007, I will pay tribute to it as a day in which the spirit to live triumphed over misery and death...

It is the day in which God said: I'll give you one more chance...

It is the day in which I will remember as a reminder to embrace life, to live it to the fullest, and to never take things for granted...

Today, just like every other day, should be a celebration of Life...

7 comments:

raden galoh said...

Daphne, you've won The Blogger Thinking Award...please collect it from my blog!

raden galoh said...

you really touched my heart with your recollection of what happen a year ago, today...thank you for sharing

sankochan said...

Dude... woo... As I always say, people who has boyfriend, put their boyfriend's pictures on their handphones. People who love themself put their picture on their handphone's screensaver, wallpaper everything. Ahem yea ME!! What? I love myself. BUT YOU!! YOU!! You put Chee Keong's picture on your handphone as a wallpaper! Might I say his not even your baby. But you love him like a real mommy. Aw~~~

FIR said...

Crossed over from jimi's.

It's good to try to see the positive side of life, even when the situation is less than appealing. I think that helps to keep us sane :-)

John T said...

Hey Daphne,
Great job. You've a nice heart, and I really think you deserve this Blogger Thinking Award. You not only make people think but also you think alots yourself.
~John T~

juliana said...

can!! :)

J.T. said...

Congratulations on the Blogger Thinking Award. You deserve it.
By the way, a very heart-rendering story about ZZ and Chee Keong. Thank you for that.
P.S. I noticed that photo. :) That is okay. No need to say you stole it.