I normally rush through my lunch after Friday prayers and today was no different except I got Nisa's sms - "Mom has high blood pressure and needs to go to hosp. I want to go home tonight". This was real and frightening, more so because it is the second time in very recent memory that Mom (in-law)'s blood pressure went high. No point asking for details and I immediately went back to the office and asked for a half-day's leave, applied on an urgent basis.
The journey home from Raffles Place rained, matching the occasion. There are things no one wants to think about and I deliberately blocked them out; bad karma to even let the thought cross the mind but I could not help myself at all during the ride home on the MRT. I tried to keep busy on the blackberry but only just. Nisa was crying a little when I got home, and we packed quickly. Jamie was his usual inquisitive shelf and wanting to play with everything but this time, he got silenced with a stern "Mak is very sakit. Get ready to go home to KL now" - and he turned sombre as well.
We arrived home KL in the night. Mom was out of the woods by then and walking about, smiling. Seems she had refused to be admitted into the hospital and in lieu, was order home to rest, to return in 2hrs. Her blood pressure had climbed down from its peak by then and the doctor felt good enough not to insist on admission. I am guessing that secretly, both doctor and patient were equally relieved. Nisa and her sisters will be buying a blood pressure monitor this weekend.
Does Jamie know the severity of the situation? I doubt, but he can sense the anxiety and concern (fear?) in our faces. But there's peace and happiness now, and God is watching over us. This whole episode just tells me God watches over everything, and He is merciful, even during the times when we forget and even ignore. Ramadan started a few hours early for us this year.
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