46 ~ A festival in hospital

Two cute cards a few nieces & nephew created together ๐Ÿ‘†

“Designed with originality” ๐Ÿ˜

My eldest sister in law forgot to bring the cards her kids made.. So they’re not included in this picture.

Lol, she told me to act as if I recieved them on the day itself because they’d be sooo upset & disappointed if they knew…

Did it feel like an

“Eid Mubaarak”???

(Meaning blessed day of celebration – English translation of the Arabic term used)

Not until the 3-5 pm visiting hours. Eagerly anticipated!!

The previous night was spent with nurses at my bedside chatting the little I could manage.. It kept me distracted from thoughts of the exhilarating all-embracing atmosphere of an Eid night back home as everyone busies themselves shuffling around, sorting out things.

Henna applications, food, gifts, etc etc.. An endless list.

We’re a huge family totalling to an exact number of 30 ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

The more the merrier

Boundless excitement


The previous day my family packed a little bag of casual & comfy but nice clothing to enhance the feeling of spending this special day in hospital.

A quiet day overall in the sense of no Drs visits, only routine checks by nurses.

[ MORNING ]

I dressed even though my time would be spent in bed. It felt good being in normal clothing other than PJs.

“Are you a Dr?”

A nurse inquired seeing my back as I walked from the bathroom to room..

Then turned around, looked properly & said

Ohh. It’s you!! Thought you were a Dr ๐Ÿ˜‚

Because who goes all out to wear “real day clothing” in a hospital ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚


[ AFTERNOON ]

Family surprised me with this bunch of roses ๐ŸŒน

Chocolates from a cousin ๐Ÿซ

A sister thoughtfully surprised me with a last minute home baked cake ๐Ÿฐ

& brought this chain as a little bling ๐Ÿ˜‚

Couldn’t have been more delighted & overjoyed with all the above ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€

Gratitude expressed for people whom you cannot attach price tags.

** 1 brother had a mini sqaubble with a nurse who came to shout for him spending a few minutes over 5:00.

Geez.

They are really STRICT with this rule along with the rule of only 2 people allowed in at a time.

Almost every day a mini argument ensued over these 2 issues between the gate nurse & people visiting ๐Ÿ™ˆ.


[ EVENING ]

All thanks to advanced technology & video calling!!

It makes people like us in these kind of situations feel less deprived by bringing home closer to heart.

My little rare nephew Abdullah was terrified seeing me for the very first time with an oxygen nasal cannula.

He ran away from the screen & cried for the call to be switched off.

Others were too surprised & stared not knowing what to say & suddenly felt shy ๐Ÿ˜…

A hearty chat reminding them to feast on my behalf too…

Time to call the day quits! And have a peaceful sleep after the fun.

Because event’s thereafter unfolded disastrously………


Why do I often repeat?

After difficulty, will be ease!

Because after an Eid spent in hospital, the next arrived with showers of god sent favors.

Not everyone could understand my fervour for the surrounding atmosphere

I was thrilled being able to participate in the activities at home

And would never have appreciated this gift had it not been spent in hospital.

A day which taught me several lessons.

Hospitals enlighten us regarding

LIFE

And immense gratitude for things unthought.


โ€ข Probably going to sound like a broken tape record here ๐Ÿ™ˆ

This is a point I will never stop emphasizing on.

There was no need for me to show or explain all family & friends had done for me, however, I mentioned it once again to highlight the importance of creating supportive structures for a chronically ill person.

What could have been a miserable & gloomy day turned into the most memorable one remembered & treasured always.

All these acts are comparable to little trinkets stored in the deepest recesses of my ๐Ÿ’™

Flip the coin over

How about those who lay in a hospital, day out & night in…

Continously… Repeatedly… Unabatedly…

Not a soul to visit

For some the privilege is a visit or call once a week.

Sometimes, I felt bad that people would come in drones to visit me & these would have to observe silently.

After knowing what’s a hospital experience like…

I expressed great remorse that I’d never made the effort to cheer up someone in a hospital or old age home prior to being in the condition myself.

Someone you don’t know

Someone who has been abandoned by family & friends..

An intention remains & I urge others who are healthy & normal to spare a few minutes of their time to do the same.

Imagine the footprints imprinted

Including the remuneration promised for filling the soul of another with happiness.

There are many ways of fulfilling this traditional act we have been encouraged to do 1400 years ago.

Sadly these are golden but forgotten acts in the present era.

Looking back into history

We can follow the preceding guides of numerous legacies

“Create the ripple effects desired to see in the world

Change begins with me firstly”

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Binti Mahmood says:

    The last part of your post has inspired me…I’ve always had the intention to visit the hospitals etc but I’ve never gotten a chance๐Ÿ™ˆ…I hope Allah accepts me…Aameen

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    1. I’d love to try to join you in a wheelchair there ๐Ÿ˜‰

      Aameen. Me too!!!

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  2. Binti Mahmood says:

    That would be so cool mahn๐Ÿ˜€!!! We just need someone to drive us๐Ÿ˜‰

    Why not one day Insha Allah๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’

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    1. I can make a plan for that I.A ๐Ÿ‘
      Let’s plan this on WhatsApp ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š

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      1. Binti Mahmood says:

        ๐Ÿ‘

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