My mum is still in Indonesia and my Grandma is not feeling well in nursing home. The nurse called me in the middle of the night and told me that her condition is not too good. So I rush to the nursing home to pay a visit. True enough that she don’t look too good. She cannot recognize who am I and she look week. I don’t know what to do. The nurses ask me to decide whether I want to put her in the hospital or not. I have no idea what to do. I cannot contact my mum at all because in Indonesia there is no line because she is in a plantation.
After looking at her suffering, I decided to admit her into hospital which is the best thing to do. At least there’s nurses and doctors in the hospital to monitor her conditions. So the nursing home nurses help me to call an ambulance to Hospital Malaya. We are all so kelam-kabut because I don’t know where my mum put my grandma’s hospital card. Luckily I brought my little bro along. He was in the ambulance with my grandma and I drove there.

We reached the hospital at 10pm. They put her in the emergency ward for check up. We were practically at the emergency ward for like 4 hours before she is being push to the rooms. All we did was waited and waited. God knows what are we waiting for. At 12am, I went and ask the nurse there what are we waiting for. She says “Oh, tunggu doctor datang”. So I ask “Pukul berapa doctor dating?”. She replied, “Pukul berapa you dating?”. And I said, “Pukul 10pm”. She finally replied “Oh, baru datang. Tunggu sekejap la. Baru 2 jam lepas”. I was so frustrated. You mean I’ve been waiting like a fool for 2 hours and all you can say is its only 2 hours? You mean you expect me to wait for hours before pushing her into the ward? The nurses and doctors there practically chatting away and taking their own sweet time.

I’m really really frustrated. And I got a feeling that the doctor doesn’t like me. I don’t give a damn. I’m really very tired already. And furthermore I have class at 8am tomorrow morning. Sigh… I finally went to bed at 3am.