While I was in hiatus...

Mr D was given a syringe driver up his arm which functions better than the oral doses of morphine and anti-sickness pills. This happened yesterday evening (Thursday), with the help from the Macmillan nurse and district nurses. Ever since, he has been more comfortable - no more pains in the back and only once vomitting by this morning.


I am here with a quickie - to update concerned friends from afar. I know some may have tried to get in touch in me earlier today when I was at the hospital but the battery to my mobile went flat. FINALLY, the doctor had another ultra-sound and discovered that there's fluid in Mr D's tummy. Unfortunately, Mr D's blood needs some supply of Vitamin K (through drips) in order to have the fluid drained. Hence, he is admitted in the hospital tonight. Hopefully, things will be better so that he can come home tomorrow.

I'm off from work this week because it is term-break and initially thought that this would be the time to catch up with everything that's been on hold. However, this is also the time used caring for and being with Mr D. Mind you, term-break also means school holidays. Imagine a house filled with four bored children who try to amuse themselves with screaming, shouting, running, crying, singing and fighting.


In between juggling all these, I am also reading a book sent by my dear sis: Don't be Sad, by 'Aaidh ibn Abdullah al-Qarni. I like the book because it strengthens my own belief and principles in this life as a Muslim.

It isn't easy managing a cancer patient, just like those who have gone through often say. The mixture of pain and emotion that he is experiencing is made worst with the effect of drugs. Only in the Almighty do we seek assistance...

ps: In the next entry, I hope to put up my dear's latest picture.