Now it's my Mum

2 weeks after Tara's little accident, I'm back at NUH A&E again. This time, it's my Mum.

It happened on Saturday midnight. Dad told me he heard noise coming out from the hall and went out to see my Mum leaning on the sofa and complaining of giddiness. She told my Dad she was feeling really terrible and wanted him to call the doctor. Dad thought it was better to send for the ambulance.

It's one of those rare occasions that Bob and I both off our handphones and my Dad, Sis and Bro could not reach us. Both of us were also too tired and was sound asleep, thus didn't hear our house phone ring. It's only when my BIL came pounding on our door before we realised something had happened Mum. Initially we didn't dare to open the door cos we thought it's some hooligan out there. Even after we knew that it's my BIL, we also dare not open the door. It's a scenario that was never expected as we never thought will happen and so didn't know how to react. My BIL was literally pounding the door (my door bell spoilt), shaking the gate and even threw objects at our kitchen window and that was scary, especially if it happens in the middle of the night!

BIL sent me to the hospital while Bob stayed home to look after the soundly asleep Tara. I realised I was trembling all over even though I wasn't cold. In my heart, I was praying really hard that nothing serious will happen to my mum. I reached the hospital at 2.30am to see my Dad standing at the entrance of the A&E and smiling at me. He told me it's nothing serious and said my Sis shouldn't have called me. He said Mum was semi-conscious and was able to talk to him throughout.

My Dad and I waited at the A&E till 7am before we managed to see our Mum. Nobody spoke to us and we were only told to follow my Mum to the ward. My Dad who was trying hard to act cool the whole night went all nervous and kept asking the nurses about my Mum's condition.

We weren't given any answers until about 8am, one really young lady doctor came to ask my Mum and us a series of questions. She told us they need to observe and check her throughly before they can tell us what happened.

To cut the long story short, my Mum had a stroke. A mild one. The doctor told my Mum this morning. The stroke is not enough to paralysed her but she wasn't able to open her eyes for long cos she will get really giddy. They did quite a lot of tests but can't seem to explain the cause of Mum's giddiness. This morning, she was sent to the Neurology ward where they keep her under close observations. From the time she was warded till now, she was lying on the bed throughout. It was such a heart wrenching sight. My Mum is a very active person and she can't even sit still for long (unless playing mahjong), lest to say confined to the bed completely.

Any chance I have, I will rush to the hospital to see her. I just went during my lunch time. Before I left, one of my Mum's close friend was singing to her and it was the first time in these 2 days that I saw her smile. It almost brought tears to my eyes.

I know that all humans will get old and fall sick but I refused to think that when it comes to my own parents. To me, they are always young, strong and very healthy. And nothing will happen to them. What happened to my Mum jolted me to reality, that she and my Dad will leave us one day.

Now I just pray and hope that nothing serious will happen to my Mum. This Sat, we are celebrating Tara's 2nd birthday and I really hope by then, she will be discharged from the hospital and will be able to attend Tara's little birthday party. I wish that it will also be a celebration for Mum's recovery.