Ain was sick yesterday.
I got a call from Raffles IS clinic at 2.00pm. Ain was sent to the school clinic by her teacher and/or teacher assistant for the second time. She said Ain complaining of stomach ache. The nurse suggested to take Ain for a further check up since she didn't show any signs of usual stomache ache or food poisoning. In fact, there was a swelling under her navel and Ain complained it was painful everytime the nurse pressed her fingers on that area.
The nurse asked if I was going to take her home. I said I've no transport and her father's in Iran now. Reluctantly, I had to let Ain take her school bus home. Furthermore, it was almost time to go home at 2.30 pm and I had to have faith in the assistant on the bus to take care of Ain. I had to. Deep down in my heart...kalau kat Msia dah lama ambil kunci kereta, bukan drive tapi terus 'terbang' ke sekolah anak and take her home safely with me or straight to the clinic.
I tried to call hubby in Tehran. After several attempts, couldn't get hold of him. (What has the US done to Iran's telecommunication systems as it is very very bad! Why on earth did I blame the US...? Because I've nobody, nothing else to blame in this frantic moment...) I left hubby a message to return call a.s.a.p. Hubby did. I told him what happened and asked him what to do. He told me once the school bus arrived, ask the bus driver to take Ain and me and Apit to Al Raffa Hospital nearby. (Along had after school activity and would come back late at 4.40pm). Ya la...what other choice do we have?? The cab won't take us as Al Raffa Hospital is just nearby, about a km away from our apartment. I was thinking of walking to the hospital (plan B) but the painful Ain was not in the condition where she could walk that far.
Almost said ok to the school bus idea...but then when Along reached home at 4.30 - 4.40 pm, nobody would be at home. No, no cancel plan C. Had to think of plan D...
Got no other choice. Had to SOS a friend, the nearest good friend I could think of...Moi, yes Moi and her hubby. Moi's motherly instinct could easily sense my anxious, almost breaking-into-tears voice and feelings. Alhamdulillah, her hubby was willing to help and would come and fetch us at 5pm after Along had reached home. After I hung up, eh tiba-tiba je rasa ada air mengalir kat pipi...
While waiting for Along downstairs, I saw Tini. Ohh she came to send Along, Ain and Apit's milo from Malaysia (but tersilap bawak Iman and Ieam's Nesvita instead). Anyway thank you auntie, Along, Ain and Apit said. Pssst...auntie Tini also had another important mission at this New GOLD Souk building...he he. Upon hearing about Ain, she offered to take us to the hospital as she was free that time. Alhamdulillah...I called Moi right away telling her no need to trouble her hubby since God had sent us this ANGEL!
So, after Along had her meal and Tini had her 'mission' accomplished , off we went to Al Raffa Hospital.
The kind Indian paediatrician said it wasn't appendicitis. Nor was it a hernia. (Ain used to undergo a minor operation for hernia in 2006, that was why I was worried it might be hernia again). Since he couldn't tell the actual cause of pain, he had to do urine and stool test on Ain. For that, we have to come again tomorrow (Wednesday). I also have to make an apointment for a scan at Medic Imaging Polyclinic. After given two types of medicine and an MC, we headed home. It was 8.00 pm when we reached home. Walaupun Ain nampak macam dah sihat boleh jalan kaki balik tapi the kind-hearted Auntie Tini was still willing to wait and send us home. Thank you very much, Auntie Tini. You're sooo very nice!!!, Along, Ain and Apit said.
p/s - To those dear friends: Moi and hubby, Jeda and Nor, thank you so much for your concern. To Tini, semoga Allah s.w.t memudahkan segala urusan anda di muka bumi ini kerana telah memudahkan urusan orang yang berada dalam kesusahan...Amin. We feel very much indebted.