Rifqi bersunat

alhamdulillah, rifqi dah selamat bersunat last saturday,11th December 2010.at first you're scheduled on 6th dec, but there's a mixed up at the hosp and we changed the date. i wish i can write the whole details about my 2days 2nite spent in putrajaya hospital with rifqi n papa.i prefer to write when i'm alone, no rush and accompany by a good music... but i'll try

friday- you had a slight fever from yesterday.badan merah2 macam peta..i thought nyamuk, tp besar pulak bekas gigitannyer...we've scanned your playpen but found nothing there.i brought you to the clinic and the doc said,your temperature is not high..i hope that you'll be fine by friday because, if your temperature is high, they can't perfom the surgery.i want to get this over with a.s.a.p..

3pm- rushed back from work.papa went to the clinic for mc and then we headed to the hosp.it was a 10mins drive.reached there,registered and checked-in to wad 2C bed no.6. the nurse weighed you.6.4kg.. you put on some weight compared to last check up which is 6.2kg...you temperature was also fine, 36.6c normal..alhamdulillah.good boy! as usual, you're being such an angel..well, because you just have no idea why we're there.wonder what's the scenario if you knew..heheheh. while waiting for pakar bius, we went down searching for something to snack on...papa had his late lunch.nasi lemak ciput jer dia makan...yerla, he's on diet you know.back to the ward and a doc came and asked few questions and that's it... we spent the night there..the couch for mommy was a perfect couch that daddy was saying(more than once) that he wanted to buy one for himself....it's like the couch which chandler bought for Joey. i love the couch too!!
the food were great...they prepared food for both of us...i finished all every meal :) to kill my boredem while you're asleep, i brought along 2books... The power which i carried everywhere i go(because i just can't find the time to read it peacefully) and another a novel i borrowed from aunti syana titled The Kite Runner..it's been more than a half year(i guess) in my possession and i just don't have the time to finish it(again,same reason)...it was a good story... i remembered i shed tears reading it in class while the students are having their test.

anyway, here's some photos on your big day :D

ada ke patut, mula kat registration, misi tu pakaikan rifqi gelang kaler pink.. mommy pon xperasan.sampai kat atas,misi tu tanya boy ke girl... i said boy..pastu dia gelak nape pakai kaler pink..hahaha...apadaa!! tau la rifqi comel

muka cuak? sementara tunggu doc dtg check

lepak2, golek2 atas bed

doctor dtg check..rifqi senyap jer..siap makan tag nama doctor... terima kasih doc siti sarah

when we checked in..the other 3beds are full.the next bed to ours, an 11year-old girl.. she was nice, she greet us. i asked her, why she was warded coz she seems perfectly fine to my eyes. she said she ate medicine..'makan ubat'.. i asked her back, ubat apa? she said pil kk..lama xdgr dah perkataan pil kk.. we used to have lots of pill kk at home in batu pahat because my uncle was in army and he got it for free.i asked her how much he ate, she said 35.. i was startled...seriously?? she smiled.. and dgn muka tak malu, i straight away asked, kenapa makan byk2...she just smile again... i guess, i'm asking too much info there...hehehe..ptg tu jugak, the other 3beds including that girl were discharged and we're alone in that 6beds room...weeehuuu!
anyway, you have to fast, no solid nor liquid should be given to you from 2am onwards to prepare you for the minor surgery.so, i woke you up at 2am, breasfed you and let you went back to you sleep.you woke  up again at 430am for another feeding but i have to shushh you to comfort you..i have to carry you as you hesistated to be put in the cot.my back ached but i just bear with it..you're struggling too...lucky thing you love to suck you thumb and somehow it managed to get you back  to sleep at 530am.you slept well after that and me too had a good sleep...i woke at 6,you're still sleeping soundly.i performed subuh prayer, hope that everything will go smoothly...continue sleeping afterwards as i have nothing to do and it was still dark outside and awaken by the nurse who said that it is time to go the OT.uhuhu...

let the beauty sleep before.... big thing tomorrow :)

saturday 736am- the nurse handed me the attire you have to wear into the operation room.. i mistakenly wore it backwards.so do you..hahaha..how do i know how to wear it, the nurse didn't mention about it earlier.and you wore those cap like a shower cap and it makes you look even cute-r...seriously! but in a scary situation. i carried you to the operation room and you were smiling to all the nurses who greet you...they say you're cute and cute..and cute... i'm sooo proud of you... although you haven't had anything in you tummy for the last 6hours...you're still smiling. in the waiting room, there's a woman waiting for her c-sect and an old indian man which i don't know what kind of operation he's going for.all the nurses are nice.the escorted me to the operation theatre... that's my first time stepping into such room, full of machines which somehow looks like i'm in one of the room in 'House'.. ventilator, tubes, and many more medical equipments that i don't know what they are called.the bed was a tiny one... specially made to fit a baby like you.. i put you on it and yes, you're still smiling..amazed by the big giant lights up on your head.later, the nurses(4of them) surrounded the bed preparing the equipment.they explained to me the procedure they gonna carry, put a gas mask on you nose, a small one compared to the one i had when i was struggling with the contraction pain delivering rayyan back in 2007... soon, you lost conscious.your eyes was half open and seriously, for the first time i doubt my decicion about having you do this at this age. i can't stand seeing you like that and as i was going to exit the room the doc ask me to kiss you before i go... "kiss?" i asked.. why do i have to kiss you? isn't this just a simple surgery... i don't think i wanna kiss you when you're unconcious like that...it's heart breaking... i almost cried after doing so... but i hold them to myself..lift up my head and try to be strong... it's all gonna end soon...you're gonna be better after this and i can't wait to take you back in my arms... the clock show 830am...

pakaian seragam masuk dewan bedah..comel kan? rifqi xde pon tarik2 topi tu.kalau abg rayyan, mmg xleh duduk cap tu kat situ

i left the OT with mind full of doubt but i try not to think.they asked me to wait in the waiting room... but i can't..i asked to leave.take my mind away and find my other half. he was waiting at the ground floor.. we went for breakfast... i kept looking at my watch.. at 915,we went back upstairs and wait. a baby boy from the woman who we saw at the waiting room is here...his father was happy, so does his grandma and auntie... but there's no you... i was kind worry... i assumed it's gonna be over in less than one hour..well, after all it's just, cut you thing, sew the cut and that's it... the nurse called for me at 940am.. i went inside.you're half conscious and crying... i guess you cried because you feel uncomfortable.they put a tube inside your lungs..the machine helps you to breath all through the process... and the doc said, they have complication while removing the tube..but, it's nothing to worry about... and your voice is different.i guess the gas effect took place.you cried occasionally.. it was on and off..one of the doc even said that i'm a well-trained mom.. well, actually i think it's you he shoud praise..you're a well-being son!
we went back to our ward at 10am.daddy was there...he was worried to..but, you sleep most of the time... i guess you must be hungry..so, i breasfed you and there you go, sleeping again.. me n daddy were there all the time... you didn't ate anything just breastmilk... but i don't mind..you're just 7months old after all... no fancy food is fine.we thought we can be discharged at the very same day, but they said you need to stay for another night because of the small complication about the tube and they have to see that the stiches are fine and no bleeding.daddy went home,fetch some clean clothes for me as i haven't had a decent bath in the last 24hours.he even brought the laptop,wifi and dvds for me to watch... visitors are only allowed until 8pm but for both nights, daddy stays until i felt asleep...he left around 1130pm...he's such a good father isn't he? lucky he was not caught by the guards..when the guards do their rounds,daddy wasn't there..he was praying... ehehehe...

30mins after surgery

the part that they cut...

benda nih jadi mainan rifqi,ditarik2nyer.. mommy yg risau dik oii..sakit ke?

lps bangun tido, walllaaa...cerianyer dia,mcm xde apa2 berlaku

nak tido balik..papa sing a lullaby

lps tu,papa pulak tido...

by the way, at 6pm that evening..a 8months baby girl was brought in next to our bed.she suffered clog in her usus.. this is her 2nd time warded by this prob according tho her mommy.apparently, her mommy and daddy was in process of getting divorce, i think.. i was holding you while you watch outside the window when they both quarrel over who gets to get her..they saw me standing there, but i guess they just don't care..later on, her grandma came,greet us..she's a nice lady... she sat by her grandaughter reciting the some surah from the quran.. i was reading my novel and we're very near to each other that i can hear just about everything they talked about.but, i guess, that's life .. everyone has their own problem. they leave the ward at 10pm..according the her mommy, the hospital don't have the specialist to monitor her baby. poor baby naura, i can't stand seeing her in those wires around her..she kept vomiting..and they said it's a good thing as she can't poop..haven't poop for 3days... her mommy blamed her daddy for over-feeding her.i overheard that too..sorry, i didn't mean too..

sunday -  you woke me up at 130am... you cried. i tried to fed you but you still cry. i checked you stiches and there's blood coming from it... oh God, i can't stay fresh blood.. i called the nurse.she came in..said there's nothing to worry..but i just assumed she said that to make me feel better... but, later she clean the blood and you stop crying.she put some antibiotic cream and teach me how to clean it too.. i said that, i'm weak when it comes to blood related issues...she laughed... she said, the bleeding will stop..and she's right, no more bleeding the next day... you woke up as one happy little boy.. the new you!... it seems like you don't feel the pain at all...only when diapers changing session comes..but you just make some sound and that's it..no crying.. it's a wonder how you deal with it, when the other boy in the next room..who's also 'bersunat' shouts 'sakitt! sakitt!' once in a while..heheheh...

they discharged us at 1130pm.. daddy went straight to 'hasil' to settel the bill... he didn't bring cash so he asked the lady at the counter if it's ok to pay with credit card..and she said it's ok... turns put, you bill was RM0...hehehe... that's the credit being a goverment servant. althought we don't get to sleep in the first class room, but with 5empty beds around us, who needs 1st class... we have more spare chairs to put our things... change window views when we get bored, and me and your dad get enjoy the joey's favourite chair each of us...nice rite.

we went to ummi's house and noyang was there alredy..she offered help to take care of you while you're in 'berpantang' period.. you don't seems to need one tho, rite? but i'm lucky because ummi was there too to help...she forbid us to send you to the nursery these few days and let her and moyang look after you.you're one lucky baby!!