Jasmine with Veil.....

Lately, Jasmine like to be clad in veil. People says picture tells all. Above are few pictures of her, posing with her favourite veil.

Happy Anniversary!

GOD's the most gracious! Happy fourth to us!

Happiness Has Been Your Gift to Me
All these years of melody and pain,Pleasure, hardship, wanton rhapsody,Pure delight and hard, wind-driven rain.

Years do not add up to love and glory:All things rest on non-things far more true.

No note is so sustained throughout our story;Nothing but your love, and mine for you.

In our lives must always be confusion:Very little lost in Time is clear.

Even so, the whirlwind's an illusion.

Regarding the few things we hold most dear.

So you have chosen me, and in that choice.

Alone I find my refuge and my voice.

Reality is made by our own will:

You made my world and hold me in it still.

by Barry Taylor at Turlough O'Carolan.

Cupcakes Anyone?

Hehehehehhe....Started as a hobby...saje suke2, then I got few orders came in. Initially it was from my officemate, but now, orders come from others too....thanks to 'words of mouth advertisement', especially my boss, KZ, and our close friends.

Here are few captions on the cuppies we(me and my husband) customised according to the clients' needs and functions.

What a small world!

Last fortnight, my husband delivered the cupcakes order to a friend of his friend in Bukit Jelutong. The order was meant for kiddos' birthday. It turned out his friend's husband is my long time friend. Her husband is a family friend to my husband's friend, W. I knew P since our college time in Kuantan. While in US, P, studied at the neighbouring county where my colleagues and I bought 'halal' meat from his place.

P passed over his business card to my husband and few days back I gave him a call. Thru him, I found another good friend, A, whom I knew since MRSM years. P knows A since they work under the same company. It was almost 10 years since the last time we contacted each other. All I know that A is married and had been travelling around following the F1 team, collaboration between his company and Sauber.

Wondered what A is up to now, I emailed him, just to say hi to a long lost friend. To my surprise, he called me, and we seemed so 'busy' catching up each other stories. A then updating me with other circle of friends.

What a small world! I really meet my friends again! Praise be to ALLAH for this great moment! And it also reminds me not to be 'unkind' and 'cruel' to people as you may meet the same people again later in your lives.

Perforated Duodenal Ulcer

That's the term the doctor mentioned to us on last Saturday, 3th November 2007, and basically it's:

"What is a peptic ulcer? A peptic ulcer is a hole in the gut lining of the stomach, duodenum, or esophagus. A peptic ulcer of the stomach is called a gastric ulcer; of the duodenum, a duodenal ulcer; and of the esophagus, an esophageal ulcer. An ulcer occurs when the lining of these organs is corroded by the acidic digestive juices which are secreted by the stomach cells."

My dad had been complaining stomach pain right before raya and his health had been deteriorating since then. GP only suspected gastric problem as my dad already had it and had been prescribing usual medicine. But last Friday, he asked my mum to bring him to Putra Medical Centre as he could not bare the pain anymore. (Me, brothers and sisters headed back to Alor Setar once being informed his admission.)

The specialist who attended him performed the endoscopic procedure at once. A flexible tube is inserted through the mouth to inspects the stomach, esophagus and duodenum.The result showed that my dad had ulcer in the stomach and he has a big hole in the duodenum. Duodenum is part of the peptic in our body. In other word, his duodenum already worn out! But the most scary thing is, his chance of surviving is very slim. The doctor needed to perform operation in order to save his life. Before the operation, the doctor explained the consequences we might face. Considering his age(my dad already 80yrs old), the chances of surviving in the operation is 50%. But if we put the operation on hold, his conditions will getting worse and we do not want to see him suffer the illness much longer. We have no choice but to agree with the operation and 'tawakal' to Allah.

I haven't seen my mum been so worried than before. Worst still, she cried and blamed herself for not believing my dad. She told us that dad had been complaining the pain to her for quite some times, yet she still assumed it was just normal gastric. Watching the nurses pushed my dad to the operation theater, she said to my elder sister,KI, " Mak rasa bersalah sangat tapi Mak redha dengan ketentuan Allah. Semoga Allah bagi keputusan yang terbaik untuk Bapak." We(me and KI) tried hard to hold our tears. We told her to be strong and mum could count on us should anything happen.

The operation went well for almost 3 hours. We thanked Allah for it and the most important thing, my dad survived the operation! Even though he was in ICU after the operation, he didn't have to use any life support as he was half conscious after the operation. He only needed to 'puasa' for few days. After five days in ICU, and showing no major complications, they transfered my dad to normal ward. Alhamdulillah! Praise be to Allah!

Now, still warded, our du'a is only for his speedy recovery. We are hoping, especially my mum, that dad will be discharged soon.

My Darling Jasmine

This morning I was late to work due to 'excessive' hour of sleep...hehhehehehhe....
Last nite went out dinner with my in-laws and the food was really good. My husband said he never knew that his soul-mate cud take that much compared to my last pregnancy time. I really enjoyed the food. Most probably after a month of fasting, I really craving for food. Immediately reaching home, I dozed off together with Jasmine .
And this morning, while I rush for work, Jasmine also rush herself to get me prepare her for tudung. I just ignore her hoping that she'll stop begging me. She just stand there watching me getting ready. Realising her mum doesn't pay much attention to her, she comes near me , " Nak uudungggg....mama, uudungg". She also bring her favorite tudung to me. "Mama nak cepat la dik..lain kali la...tak payah pakai la ye..." Tears start to roll down her rosy cheeks. Feeling guilty,(before she starts wailing, as I don't want my mum-in-law to hear - she's at our house for a quick visit) I quickly put the tudung on her. Shame on me to ignore her in the first place, and it really touch my heart to see how obsess she is with the tudung. Deep in my heart, I pray that she will obediently, freely 'tutup aurat' when the time really comes.