Mama

On Tuesday, my mom was admitted in Damansara Specialist Hospital because she had to do this thing called "angioplasty", which at first I thought was a kind of exotic dessert. Since she have high blood pressure (and it won't go down) so she had to do this minor surgery to open up the blood vessel (yikes!)

Her surgery took about 1 and a half hour, and right after the surgery, while she was half sober and half under-the-influence :

Mama : Adik, where were you from?

Me : College.

After excatly 8 seconds..

Mama : Were you from home?

Me : Hehehe nope.college.

After 5 minutes..

Mama : Adik, where were you from?

Me : *light bulb* Africa.

Mama : *confused*

She looked at me as though I was high.

As soon as she sober-ed up, she asked me to buy flowers for her, from herself. Yeap, everytime she is in the hospital she'd love to see her room full of flowers, so I am her personal flower shopper (she also paid my labour cost.heh).

On another note, her surgery went well, alhamdulillah. Blood pressure more normal now, and she was discharged this morning. Get well soon, Mama.

"Adik, go and take my purple shirt and jeans from the drycleaners. I don't want to wear this hideous outfit" -Mama.