I don't have cancer. My beloved second daughter was diagnosed a 4th stage ovarian cancer on 24th May 2014. My world collapsed. My body shook and cold sweat wet my palms. How can it be? She is active, taking care of herself and doing well in her job and has no symptoms (or maybe she didn't realize it). Her surgery was scheduled on 30th May. By this time she has experienced pain in her stomach. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat and tears poured down easily. Everybody told me to be strong. How can I when my heart is breaking and aching and I am frightened, frightened of losing my child to cancer. This is what real pain is. It's painful, painful oh so painful!!!!I wish I could trade my life with her. But it was a reality that I have to face.
I began to suffer painful flashback. In 1960 I saw my mother collapsed on the doorstep when she came bringing some medicine for her dying son who suffered brain tumour. She grieved for a long time and no one seemed to understand her, including me. I felt bad and guilty. I was frightened and angry.
I called Sheila asking for help to do hypnosis for my daughter and I. It helped. I got a grip on myself and braced myself for her surgery. Maz was calm and I am proud to see her handling her shock, despair and fear as something she has to face. Thank you Sheila, you helped both us to face the reality and be brave.
Most of all, I am much indebted to her friends, Fardan especially, and Aznul, who stood by and helped her to get through this difficult time. They gave Maz their full attention, time and money to find the best doctors and the best medical advice they could get. Fardan was more than a friend He was like my son whom we leaned on. We didn't know what was the best action. We were confused, grief-stricken and helpless. Maz was taken to get the best cancer specialists' advice in the country before she agreed to do the surgery in Pantai Hospital, Bangsar. I am indebted to all her devoted friends for their kind support and help. In my prayer, I ask Allah to bless them and to murahkan rezeki and to give them good health, insyallah. I began to admire my daughter. She must be a very nice individual herself to get so many caring friends around her. I am proud of her.
Her cancer was extensive. She has cancer on her stomach, ovaries and her liver. It was a major surgery. I died several times while waiting, The surgery was successful but the cancer in her liver cannot be removed. She was put in ICU for 3 days. While this life catastrophe hit my family and I was in turmoil, where was her father, you might ask. Well, he was holidaying in US with bis wife and flew back for her surgery but immediately left to join his wife there again while his daughter was battling with life and death in ICU. I was enraged and disgusted. I could never do that and I would cancel my holiday to be with my daughter whether she approves or not. That's what a mother is - never abandon their children. Of course he shed the same crocodile tears as before. The bottom line is, he doesn't really care and has superficial love. This father has no 'b****'. How could he leave when his daughter was still not stable just because his wife was left alone in US that he has to crawl there to join her? Why can't he ask her to come back and he be there to support and console his daughter in her time of need? Is his daughter is so insignificant that he has the heart to leave her immediately after such a major surgery? Even animals know how to show love and compassion by standing by their young. I felt like puking thinking of this hypocrisy. Life would be better if he doesn't exist in this world!
On second thought, I am glad I am there with my daughter alone as I have promised her that I would be there with her, no matter what.
Alhamdulillah, she is OK now and will focus on the next step - her treatment. Please pray for her.
I began to suffer painful flashback. In 1960 I saw my mother collapsed on the doorstep when she came bringing some medicine for her dying son who suffered brain tumour. She grieved for a long time and no one seemed to understand her, including me. I felt bad and guilty. I was frightened and angry.
I called Sheila asking for help to do hypnosis for my daughter and I. It helped. I got a grip on myself and braced myself for her surgery. Maz was calm and I am proud to see her handling her shock, despair and fear as something she has to face. Thank you Sheila, you helped both us to face the reality and be brave.
Most of all, I am much indebted to her friends, Fardan especially, and Aznul, who stood by and helped her to get through this difficult time. They gave Maz their full attention, time and money to find the best doctors and the best medical advice they could get. Fardan was more than a friend He was like my son whom we leaned on. We didn't know what was the best action. We were confused, grief-stricken and helpless. Maz was taken to get the best cancer specialists' advice in the country before she agreed to do the surgery in Pantai Hospital, Bangsar. I am indebted to all her devoted friends for their kind support and help. In my prayer, I ask Allah to bless them and to murahkan rezeki and to give them good health, insyallah. I began to admire my daughter. She must be a very nice individual herself to get so many caring friends around her. I am proud of her.
Her cancer was extensive. She has cancer on her stomach, ovaries and her liver. It was a major surgery. I died several times while waiting, The surgery was successful but the cancer in her liver cannot be removed. She was put in ICU for 3 days. While this life catastrophe hit my family and I was in turmoil, where was her father, you might ask. Well, he was holidaying in US with bis wife and flew back for her surgery but immediately left to join his wife there again while his daughter was battling with life and death in ICU. I was enraged and disgusted. I could never do that and I would cancel my holiday to be with my daughter whether she approves or not. That's what a mother is - never abandon their children. Of course he shed the same crocodile tears as before. The bottom line is, he doesn't really care and has superficial love. This father has no 'b****'. How could he leave when his daughter was still not stable just because his wife was left alone in US that he has to crawl there to join her? Why can't he ask her to come back and he be there to support and console his daughter in her time of need? Is his daughter is so insignificant that he has the heart to leave her immediately after such a major surgery? Even animals know how to show love and compassion by standing by their young. I felt like puking thinking of this hypocrisy. Life would be better if he doesn't exist in this world!
On second thought, I am glad I am there with my daughter alone as I have promised her that I would be there with her, no matter what.
Alhamdulillah, she is OK now and will focus on the next step - her treatment. Please pray for her.
4 comments:
Sorry to hear about your daughter. Hope she gets well. Take turmeric (kunyit) a lot. Turmeric is one of the best herbs for anti cancer. But the corrupt and rotten pharmaceutical/healthcare industry will NEVER tell people that. Never.
Saya menangis bila membaca ini, saya telah melaluinya 23 tahun dulu, ketika itu saya keseorangan, tidak banyak yang dapat kita lakukan, melainkan hanya berserah dan berdoa pada Allah, tapi lebih dari itu, mengatasi segalanya hanyalah dengan bersabar, itu yang yang saya tulis berulang kali diatas tapak tangan dia berulang kali setiap hati. Saya berdoa semoga Allah memberi kekuatan yang maha hebat kepada Prof.
Kak Zu, doa dari kami di Kuching, moga rawatan Maz dipermudahkan dan ada jalan penyembuhan. Aminnnn...
will pray for your daughter
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