it had been such a long time since my last entry. i really don't have enough time to write my fairy tales here. and azizah told me she's missing my stories. hmm really ke zah? ;). ok, let me share something.
yesterday was our clerkship session for the second week : obstetric and gyanecology. hmm i like it very much. as soon as we reached the very-classic-old-building of maternity department (the building structure was so unique inside out, probably they want to preserve the beauty of the Union Jack architecture), we met dr nathan. hmm, his appearance never gave me an idea that he is the head department there. don't judge a book by his cover, huh?we had a discussion with him approximately 2 1/2 hours. we were saturated with all the information given and discussed. we even never heard some of the terms (they are more to medical field). well, i just listened even though i didn't catched up well at the end. at least i've heard and have a rough idea about it (?_?).
later, we visited some of the subsections in small groups. luckily, my subgroup visited the labour room in the first place. and luckily, a mama had delivered her baby a few minutes ago. we were allowed to see the patient and the process carried out after the delivery (doctors, i knew not much about this!pity me). i was eager to see it BUT i dared not to see it then. i'm not afraid of the blood but there's something else that made me glanced to other stuff. hmm?instead, i followed the sister in-charged to see how they clean the baby, etc. it was so fantastic as it was my first time seeing this. as i looked at the baby who cried continuosly (hee, i love to hear the baby cries.cute!!.hehe), i talked to myself 'this is me when i was a baby. dirty and cried innocently. mama had sacrified a lot to deliver me, pain here and there but she managed to overcame it'. i became a bit sensitive then. feel like crying. delivering a baby is a wonderful moment in human being, i guess. too wonderful. full of magic. bond of love created automatically between mommy and the newborn. mama, i love you!!during the visits, again, i managed to see how the ultrasoundscan is being performed. it is a pleasure to see your own baby moving in your tummy. i can feel the excitement in the mothers (even though i'm not a mother yet=p). hmm, really i can't wait to be a mother someday. i may sound too much but frankly, i really wanna be a mother. to take care and educate my children to be somebody. O Allah, give me a chance to do so. ameen.
later, in the evening, we walked round the ward (antenatal, postnatal, etc) before clerking our own case. my conclusion, i love this week's clerkship. the best ever. i learnt a lot. the interesting part is, it keeps reminding me to super-duper appreciate my mother. this lesson should be applied to everyonein this world. without mama, we are not going to be in this world (of course, it depends on Allah's will) . for all children out there, do love your mother. and husbands, love your wife. appreciate her hardships in delivering your baby.
It was narrated in a saheeh hadeeth that the Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: “Shall I not tell you of the greatest of major sins?” They said, “Yes, O Messenger of Allaah.” He said, “Associating others in worship with Allaah, and disobeying one’s parents.” He was reclining, but he sat up and said, “And false speech and false witness.” A man asked him (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) saying, “O Messenger of Allaah, who among the people is most deserving of my good company?” He said, “Your mother.” He asked, “Then who?” He said, “Then your mother.” He asked, “Then who?” He said, “Then your mother.” He asked, “Then who?” He said, “Then your father, then the next closest and the next closest.”
and before i end the entry for today, let us take a deep breath and try to digest the message My Mother sang by Yusuf Islam
Teacher): “The Prophet Muhammad (sall-Allahu alayhi wa sallam) told us that we must obey Allah and His messenger at all times. But who else did he tell us to listen to, and be close to?
(Children): “My Mother!”
Who should you give your love to?
Your respect and your honour to?
Who should you pay good mind to
- after Allah, And Rasullullah?
Comes your Mother,
Who next?
Your Mother
Who next?
Your Mother
And then you Father
Cause who used to hold you
And clean you and clothe you?
Who used to feed you
And always be with you?
When you were sick, stay up all night,
Holding you tight?
That’s right no other,
your Mother
Who should you take good care of,
Giving all your love?
Who should you think the most of
- after Allah And Rasullullah?
Comes your Mother,
Who next?
Your Mother
Who next?
Your Mother
And then you Father
Cause who used to hear you
Before you could talk?
Who used to hold you
Before you could walk?
And when you fell, who’d pick you up?
Clean your cut?
No one but, your Mother,
your Mother
Who should you stay right close to?
Listen most to?
Never say no to – after Allah And Rasullullah?
Comes your Mother,
Who next?
Your Mother
Who next?
Your Mother
And then you Father
Cause who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes?
Comb your hair and blow your nose?
And when you cried who wiped your tears?
Knows your fears?
Who really cares?
Your Mother
Say Alhamdulillah, Thank you Allah
Thank You Allah for my Mother