Not My Kind of Raya

not complaining but sharing my (our) experience of during raya this year. while so many people complaining and trying all ways to break the rules to gather with their loved ones, we had a different way this year. the numbers of cases frightens us. so this year no hugging or kissing, not even the usual salam. yang paling sedih, sampai aku pun lupa nak salam and cium tangan suami. nasib baik lepas tu and before TH balik Sabah, salam and cium tangan minta maaf semua segala bagai. 💋

well, that is not the one i actually wanted to post about. we thought it was gonna be a quiet, laid back raya for us. but on 3rd day of raya, we got the news that my MIL had stroke and had to be rushed to the hospital. we were not sure if we can cross the state border. so TH didn't want to give hope to his dad about returning to his hometown. but alhamdulillah, Allah made is easier for us. was i happy about travelling to mersing? no i wasn't - at least not for this reason.

TH and my biras learning to feed ibu with the tube.

TH trying to console his mom

our 3 days stay in mersing had to be extended to 10 days. we could not bear seeing ibu like that and there were a lot of preparation to do for her care. TH's siblings and spouses shared the same responsibilities. i couldn't do much due to my recently post shoulder surgery. 

tired? yes, very and it has been quite stressful for both of us too. TH yang tak pernah tempelak aku, he did a few times there. and i tried to be the understanding wife and just kept quiet. i know he was stressed. he didn't realized it. me, sad? of course. with the cases going up, i miss my own parents and kids. and of course mischa too. 

it was exhausting taking care of stroke patient. and i was scared - looking at ibu helpless like that, scares me. she must be frustrated too. at times i can see from her eyes. after about 1 week, we were grateful that we could bring ibu home. and ibu's brother offered their house until ibu recovers. her food is via a long tube through her nose every 3 hours. physio daily basis to move her arm and leg. sad.. really sad. i learn about jihad to take care of unwell parents and it made me felt much better and learn about acceptance. 

me, during my shift

brought ibu home after 1 week at the hospital

TH checking some medications

most of the time there, TH and i will do things together, from the hospital errands (except after i had anxiety attack, TH went alone), laundry & buying food. so these are a few pictures that we took of ourselves while doing laundry in mersing. 

ok ok, masih nampak slim 😝

we prayed that ibu will get better soon so that she can be a little bit herself. not too fast but at least progress. we are so thankful for TH's cousin and family who lives nearby to help out and not forgetting TH's younger brother and wife who sacrifice a lot of their time and effort. 

during these time of difficulty that we can see and need to have a strong family to stay and stick together, united to support each other. not easy but everyone will have to do the best that they could. may Allah help us all through these challenges.