Mum said that i should try and hurry at hifdh, because I needed to go with her to get a few odds and ends.. With all the cousins coming here for breakfast, we had to have plethora side, sweet dishes.. So, I hurried over and thank the almighty, I was the fist one there.. After finishing my first one, I needed something to wet my throat, but I think I’ve learned the trick when yay fasting, gather the saliva and swallow, I know it’s sort of makrooh, but if I don’t, I’ll really need to break my fast.. I love that feeling you get when apa smiles at you because you killed all 3 without a mistake.. 😝.. That smile just makes you want to try even harder.. I ran all the way home, where I was greeted by quite a number of cars, which was rather odd.. I pulled out my phone, and then only realized that there was 3 missed calls from my mums phone and about 100 from a variety of others..
12 Wattsapps is not s norm for me.. I opened the messages and read
“Tasneem come home now!!! Mum collapsed”
Without reading any further, I rushed into the house.. Mum was being put onto a stretcher.. My heart sank.. Could it be her pressure and iron like normal? Or was this something else?? Dad saw me, came over and whispered something in my ear.. This wasn’t just another one of her episodes, this was something much bigger..
The on-call doctor said that he couldn’t divulge any information, until the specialist got there.. All he said, is that we should pray for her.. Dad and I paced up and down, rather impatiently might I add.. The seconds seem like minutes and the minutes seemed like hours, I guess when you want time to fly, it doesn’t and when you don’t want it to, it does.. After what seemed like hours, the specialist came there, it was doctor Dr. Fatima Amod.. What was the Nephrologist doing here?? Mum never had kidney diseases.!!!
– YOUR SISTER IN ISLAM