THANKS TO EVERYONE, MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL..

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HER NAME IS AMY*

It was the second day of Daddy's passes. We had breakfast before heading to Mom's house , we had so much things to do on 2nd day as the following night was going to be 'nyenggai' night.(breakfast is so important, I almost fainted in the kitchen a day before sebab terlalu lapar, sibuk melayan tetamu and I didn't eat the whole day!!!) so we decided to eat Kolok Mee at Ah Seng's stall, at least I didn't suffer so much. Suddenly, a young lady touched my shoulder.

Girl: Kakak, ada pegi waterfront sana tak?

Me: Tidak. Sorry

Girl: Mana tempat tunggu bas?

Me: Tu! You jalan lurus saja.

Girl: (Muka dah gelisah) ... Mana itu terminal bas?

Me: Kalo yang itu, sana .. Batu 3 sana! - Pointing at the other side

Dang, she looked so worrisome. I know something must have happened to her. We invited her to join us for a cup of coffee and she started telling us her story. She introduced herself as *Amy - bukan nama sebenar and came from Senadin, Miri. Her friend gave her a phone number and told her to go down to Kuching for an interview, for a vacancy of clerical job. This innocent girl, believed her friend 110% and dropped by at King Centre and met the 'boss'. She then, brought to a karaoke outlet, just next to our regular breakfast spot and asked to entertain the male patrons. You may know her job right, yes... a GRO. She was so scared and told the 'taukey neo' that she can't do that kind of job.

The next morning, she told the kind 'taukey neo' that she had to go back to Miri as she is not capable to do such job. She's not that kind of lady. I can see from her words and her personality, she comes from a good family background.

Hubby then decided to send her to 3rd Mile Express Bus Terminal and bought her a bus ticket to Miri. Lucky her, the next bus was scheduled to leave at 8:30 a.m. We gave her some pocket money so that she could eat and buy herself handphone top up. We reminded her to contact her sister immediately. She wanted to pawn her jewellery but I forbid her. "Just take this money it would be enough for you". I told her.

She thanked us in tears. Hubby gave her his business card. "Remember, go in the bus, otherwise bad people will go after you" . Hubby warned her. Poor girl, God really had performed His miracle thru us despite my sadness of losing my father.

Few hours later, in the evening we received her first SMS. "Terima kasih abg, kakak, hanya Tuhan saja yang dapat membalas jasa baik abang dan kakak. Saya sekarang baru sampai di Betong". Phewwww.. we're glad to hear news from her.



*Amy was one of the luckiest girls who was saved by us because she just landed in Kuching. What would happen to her if she had gone to KL or Singapore and her passport/ID was detained by her so called employer? Nowadays, it is very hard to put trust on people especially your own friend, who knows that *Amy's friend had already received her 'commission'? Ko makanlah duit haram ya, biar jadi ulat dan busuk dalam perut ko sebab ko suka tipu kawan. Hati binatang.

May God always protect our girls from bad influence. Amen.

MY HEART WILL GO ON

It took me two weeks to write about this...

Honestly, I am heartbroken still.... sepertinya perasaan ini sudah mati, gone with my dad's departure. My spirits have scattered and I am picking it back pieces by pieces. Thanks to all your supports and wishes that giving me strength to continue this so called journey of life, I don't want to see my mom growing weaker in spirit. I am strong, Mom, you know that deep inside you are a Super Woman.

I bet many readers out there dying to know what was actually happened.

On 10th October, I went to visit my parents as usual, everyone was exciting as the next day was the final day to transfer the big cabinets from old house to the new house. Yes, we were at my parents' new house. (Poor Daddy, he just slept at the new house for 3 nights.....) Dad was there sitting on the couch and watching tv. He was in pain but he acted strong. He had breathing problem and sometimes he trembled and had cold sweats. He thought that his sugar level has dropped down so he drank the sugar liquid that Mom diluted and sometimes picking the candies inside the bowl that was placed on coffee table.

My bro Thadeus, that evening accompanied dad resting in his bedroom and applying some Vicks on his chest and back whilst I joined them and we had great time, didn't I know that it was our last time together... I was like reluctant to go home by 11:00 p.m., tried to figure out my feelings but I can't. My feet seemed heavy to step out of that house. Dad reminded me to be there before 7:30 a.m tomorrow. Thinking of myself, I needed longer time to sleep, I bid goodbye and promised to come back again.

My daddy and I,
Pantai Lumut, Perak circa 1980

At home, I had difficulty to sleep so I stayed up late till 3:00 a.m. What was happening to me? Alas! I needed to refresh myself for I supposed to help my family to move the next morning I told myself. Then I fell asleep.

At 4:30 a.m., my handphone rang. When I picked it up I heard my Mom sounded so worrisome. She asked me to come over and sent Dad to hospital quickly. They couldn't sleep as my Dad kept on complaining about his breathing problem. I woke my hubby up and we, didn't realized how bad my Daddy's condition was, we brushed our teeth, took our bath and it was 5:00 a.m.

We arrived at my parents place after 5:30 a.m. I found him sitting on the bed, half way dressing up. He needed us to lift him up so he could wear his pants on. Then he asked for cold water. I told him it was not appropriate as I saw him perspired, in cold sweats. He was having his hard time, gasping for air and it was 6:00 a.m. Mom started to cry, adding more panics and Ted was too. "Call your aunty now, quick!!" Mom instructed me. I grabbed my HP and called my aunty Mag. Her house is just a few blocks away, when she came, she rushed to my Dad's bedroom and cried.

Dad, in his pain, told me to call ambulance as he needed oxygen. I called Rescue 991 for their service is faster than hospital. Yes, they were fast but God was faster than them. With one long last breath, my Dad collapsed and left us forever. I rushed to his bed and uncle gave me his hand, it was cold.

Dear God, why have You taken our Daddy from us? Why?

My late father was diabetic, apart from that he had no problems but he had gout. Poor Daddy. I am very proud to be his daughter, do you know that Dad? If he could witness his funeral, he would have been very,very proud. All his friends and relatives were present. I guess, they were hundreds of them. The congregation was bountiful like Sunday mass, yet he was nobody in his life, not a VIP but his farewell was a big celebration. It showed how close his relationship with Him and working for Him without hesitance. This is the legacy that we will carry and continue from now on. This is what he wanted.

My daddy and I,
Ipoh, Perak circa 1980

I am happy now Daddy that you are safe in His arms. Don't worry Daddy, I will take care of Mak, Yut, Toy & Ted. Believe me that I can carry this responsibility as you did. I love you and always miss you Daddy.

"Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon him."

Rest in peace, my best friend...... Till we meet again, in heaven.

I LOST MY BEST FRIEND, MY ICON - MY DADDY

Dear beloved readers,

I'm still unprepared to write something in my blog, I am running out of idea and tired of thinking about my daddy. Thanks for the condolences and don't worry, life must go on. It's just that I need time to heal.

(Ex-L/KPL 931577 ) CHARLES ANAK PAUL
27th January 1951 - 11th October 2009

His happiest last birthday, taken at our old house on 27th January 2009.

This used to be his favourite Praise & Worship song...

Kasih Pasti Lemah Lembut, Kasih Pasti memaafkan,
Kasih Pasti murah hati, KasihMu, KasihMu, oh Tuhan.

Kasih Pasti Lemah Lembut, Kasih Pasti memaafkan,

Kasih Pasti murah hati, KasihMu, KasihMu, Tuhan.

Ajarilah kami ini saling mengasihi,
Ajarilah kami ini saling mengampuni,
Ajarilah kami ini kasihMu ya Tuhan,
KasihMu kudus tiada batasnya.

Ajarilah kami ini saling mengasihi,
Ajarilah kami ini saling mengampuni,
Ajarilah kami ini kasihMu ya Tuhan,
KasihMu kasihMu Tuhan.
Kasih, kasihMu ya Tuhan,
KasihMu kudus tiada batasnya.

Yes, I miss him a lot... it was hard to sit in the office yesterday because I was so used to his phone calls so I left the office at 4:30 p.m.

Dear God, please take care of my daddy, tell him that I miss him. Please can you let him appear in my dream tonight? I wanna hug him and tell him that I'm sorry I feel guilty for not buying his favourite wanton before he left.....

CHASING PAVEMENT

I woke up with blocked and running nose, mucus and coughing, and heavy dizzy head. Oh, should I skip office and called up for MC? There are several things undone and need to be cleared before boss handover tomorrow. I searched thru my First Aid basket, I found my last month's medicines. Ah, thanks to Lord God.

Let me see, there are paracetamol or Panadol, tablets for Tamiflu, some of them are Antibiotics and for my lung. Yes, I'm asthmatic. The bottle contains gargling liquid for sore throat. Hey, I've got myself a whole troop of army, ready to battle this war of sickness!

I pushed and forced my strength to accomplish my tasks, which finally surrendered to me before 5 p.m.


Yes, I made it in this form eventhough boss requested for simpler version. This is Miss Coki, She's got style, she's got flow! :p :p

OK people. I need to rest a lot, a looooooot I mean it. I'm sleepy now... I need to sleep.

I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE SAID THAT!

I almost chocked myself to death, when I checked my Facebook this afternoon.

Click the picture to view it larger, and from the picture above itself you will understand the chronology of the 'naughty' stuff my girl did online. I observe her activities online but I missed to look at this one while attending a short briefing on MS ISO at SGH Convention Centre. My goodness gracious! All this while her grandpa always reminds me that she's jealous with the new baby.

But today, she had stirred the feud between me and my sister-in-law's family.

*sigh......

WHERE IS MY RM250.00?

To my fellow civil servant friends,

Please pick one answer only.

HAVE YOU RECEIVED YOUR SO-CALLED RAYA BONUS AMOUNTING RM250.00??? - don't question me back, I won't make this entry if I have received it, heeheh....

a. Yes
b. No
c. I don't know

Sekian, terima kasih.

Saya yang menurut perintah,

MY 8 HOURS EXPERIENCE AT EMERGENCY AND TRAUMA DEPARTMENT, SARAWAK GENERAL HOSPITAL

Please forgive me for my hiatus. So many things bothering my blogging time, my friends. They're actually more to responsibility, so I have to reject some less important things like lepak-lepak, window shopping etc. I am called to do this entry upon reading my friend, Shella's blog just now.

I received a call from my dad on last Thursday, telling me that his right leg was in pain. I quickly prepared the guarantee letter and got my boss to sign it. At 4 p.m., we arrived at SGH and had his first assessment at the triage zone. 15 minutes later, he was referred to a doctor at the treatment zone. 15 minutes later, he was asked to x-ray his leg. Wow! It was damn fast, I told myself.



The X-Ray room. I sat outside next to the toilet, enjoying my savoury bun. The time was 5:30 p.m. I was hungry and the queue was long! It was only after 6 p.m., dad was referred back to Room 2, the treatment room and the X-ray result was handed to the on-duty doctor. So, we waited at the waiting area, again whilst they analyzed the film. We waited and waited till nothing happened and when I saw the time was 8:30 p.m., I turned panic! I grabbed my hp and sent SMS to my boss. 2 minutes later, a Senior Medical Assistant came to us and told us to wait for the Medical Officer to attend us. He told us that my dad needed to be reviewed by two disciplines - medical and orthopaedic. He then advised us to go for dinner as the time was nearly 9:00 p.m. and he asked for my hp number, in case the doctor came he would call to notify us. So then we went off to 3rd mile to have dinner.



There were not so many people around. I was wondering what were those medical staff doing inside there? Tried to stay calm, I watched 'Gondoruwo' on TV. Rozita Che Wan?? Diana Danielle? Hmm.. not bad. Better watched to avoid myself going insane in waiting.



OK. My patience has limit. It's already 9:45 p.m. I called up my boss to let him know my situation was. He returned to call me again 10 minutes later and telling me that they were awaiting for Orthopaedic Specialist results on my dad's leg condition. The doctor who supposed to check my dad's leg is actually doing other 'serious' routine in medical ward. Ward and Emergency Department are two different areas. I thanked and at the same time asking for apology for disturbing his night.

It was only after midnight, dad was diagnosed with leg cellulitis. We sent him home shortly after that and the moment we arrived at our crib, it was already 2:00 a.m. I took bath and checked my incoming mails. As usual, it is hard for me to go to sleep early, lately.

So it's up to you guys to decide how lagging the system is in our local government hospital. I, as one of the medical staff am also disappointed with their service. If this can happen to me, (who already sought help from my boss, still had to wait for hours) what more to others?

Frankly speaking, I still sent my dad there because he was referred by Dr. JoJo who checked him before at Klinik Astana a week before. For mild cases like flu, cough, cuts etc I'd rather spend my $$$$$ at private clinic.