Mom in the Hospital
It’s been a week since my Mom got hospitalized. It’s been 10 days since I first took care of her, after my brother told me that Mom was not feeling well.
Now, she is in bed, sleeping in front of me.
As far as I remember, this is the second time she has to stay in the hospital. Before, it was 2004. She had some surgery. At that time, I was pregnant, so I couldn’t accompany her in the hospital.
But now, out of 10 days she has been sick, only 1 day I spent the night at home with my daughter and hubby. It was yesterday. Simply because my daughter told me that she missed me so much. However, my heart was actually in the hospital with my Mom.
Mom being sick never occurred in my mind before. She is a very strong woman. Let’s say, she’s not feeling well, it doesn’t stop her from doing lots of activities. She always has something to do. Especially, cooking.
She just loves food and cooking. Everything she makes tastes delicious.
Now, she has diabetes. She is on a diet.
She is still sleeping in front of me, in the hospital bed — and my Dad, too, sleeping on the couch.
Hope tomorrow she can go home. Aamiin.


Frankly speaking, this is not my first, yet I can’t tell you how many teeth had gone out of my mouth though. Yes, I’ve just got my tooth taken!