A phone call made while being caught up in the jam was much welcomed.
"Mummy, I have just noticed this morning, Za's sms that was sent to me last night. I was really tired after the dinner and went home straight to bed. What had happened?" my eldest daughter was asking me?
"Oh, nothing serious, it was just a self inflicted injury, that's all", said I.
"How did it happen?" she asked inquisitively.
"Oh it was during the morning prayer yesterday. I had the wrong garment on and it was quite tight. So I was struggling to get my sitting position correct. In the event, I hurt my self." I told her obediently.
"Perhaps you better go for an x-ray? ", but her mere suggestion was politely rejected.
So, that was day two. I felt sharp pain in my lower back, my left hip, the sole of my right foot and oooooh it's sort all over me. Served me right! I wasn't careful.
"Mummy you should go for an x-ray and let the doctor see the extent of your injury." suggested her.
"Thanks but I feel much better now, I am taking a good rest at home"...
"Mummy, where does it hurt? Mummy you should know your bones too well!!!", she touched the sole of my foot and I could feel sharp pain as she touched the mid part. She was just short of saying:
"Mummy your bones are fragile/rotting/getting brittle and all"...LOL!!!!!!!
I am feeling better, so perhaps with another resting day, I hope to get much better. BUT today, I offered to look after little Sofiya since she was extremely late to work. Allah shall help me through, I know. If you relief someone of her/his stress, Allah would do the same unto you. It reciprocates.
Alhamdulillah syukur. My mind was getting wild with plans to go out to get my grandson's fourth birthday present. But all plans were futile. Why? I finished my previous blog posting in the wee hours of the morning and was awoken by my phone alarm at 5:00a.m. I got up, had my shower and prayed until Subuh prayer time arrived. After everyone left for work, I took a nap and was only awaken at 10:00a.m. After having a simple lunch of fried rice, I took another nap. That snapped away the wilderness of my plan to go out looking for a present...
By late evening, I succumbed to writing this little story....
Last night I was planning with another friend to attend a course in training or writing stories. That last posting was my first try at writing, though nothing catchy had come out of it. My poor reading and writing abilities proved everything I had was merely a dream.Thinking out loud as I am typing these last few words.... how to become a good writer if "with only one"short story I already fell asleep twice today??? LOL!!!!!!
Oh, but before that, I shall have to put some rice to boil for dinner for my daughter and her children and ME.