and he say 'thank you"

having a chance to be a medical student, for me, is a bless..

i am reminded of the greatness of Allah the Almighty everyday, every moment..how wonderful the creation of His..and how He can take evrything that u own in a split second..all that u believed to be,might not be at all..u might be a brave, strong & tough soldier today, but who knows what will happen to u tomorrow? u can end up being a cripple who would be in the ward for 3 damn years, needing assisstance in doing E.V.E.R.Y S.I.N.G.L.E T.H.I.N.G you can do so effortlessly today.

now..im counting my blessing everyday..thank you Allah..

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that day..i went to a pt's bed just for fun..as i saw his finger pointing up..up..i don noe..somewhere..
i saw a few student nurse by his bed..so i asked them what is he pointing to..they shrugged.
not sattisfied with the given gesture, i ask the pt myself.."pakcik..pakcik tunjuk ape tu?"..i have to put my ear sooo close to his mouth as he could barely speaks..he whisper.. "siling"..i was so happy to hear a respond..then i ask again "ohh..ade ape kat siling tu pakcik?"..without looking at me he answered "bunga2"..

i was enlightened..

i have been in the ward for 3 weeks..but never once i reallise that the ceiling is decorated with small stamped flowers..that small flowers..created an impulse in that pakcik's brain..as that is the only thing he could do now..SEEING..he cannot move as freely anymore..he is as stiff as a wood..every single movement need a generous amout of effort.

i reallise how i took things for granted..how i go thru my days, just for the sake of living..days goes by pass me..time passes me so quickly..i should take time to look at things carefully so that i can SEE..not just looking, but seeing..

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from that day onward, i go to his bed everyday..talking to him..trying to make an active conversation..just so that he would not get too bored..it is a pleasure to hear his respond..eventho sumtimes i have to asked him to repeat his answer soooo many times, he did it willingly. never once he keep himself quiet when i asked him questions..

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one day... when i was putting some gauze on his legs, to take off the pressure from the mould he has to wear to straighten his crooked legs..'"mencengkam" as he would say it..i look at him, patting his head, and....

i ask "ok x pakcik?"..........
"x ok" he whispered......
"x ok?kenape?mencengkam lagi kaki?".....
"selimut"..

i pull up the blanket up to his neck..and i giggle..he is so cute in that position!!haha atok yg comel..

"cmni pakcik??ok x??sejuk lagi??"
"ok..."
"dah ok??hehe...ok...skang pakcik tido ek pkcik..tido yee" putting my hand on his head

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then..

for the first time,he look at me in the eye..
and whispered ever so softly..

"terima kasih......"

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i froze.holding up my tears.

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that is the most beautiful 'thank you' i ever got..
so precious..
so sincere..
so pure..

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thank you Allah..
thank you for letting me be in 'my shoe'...