Well, can I rephrase that maybe some people are not that close to us then when something quite big happened to them then we take notice. Maybe that sounds better.
Anyway a not so close friend of ours, hubby's football kaki and our ex-colleague in Shell, Mani is his name, was supposed to come to our wedding reception. It was already like almost a week to our wedding but he still has not replied. So I text him almost everyday and still no reply. So one day I called him and asked him to RSVP right there and then.
He said that he has not received the invitation card yet and he does not know any information whatsoever. I furnish him the information needed. And then finally he said, "Edna I will come to your wedding for you and not for Jerryson. He even forgot to give me the invitation card. But because you smsed me and called me to come, I will come for you.
And true enough he came on that day. Hahhaa. Told my hubby this, he just smiled.
Unfortunately on 15th February, we received a call that Mani was involved in an accident. God only knows what happened cos there was no police report done by any bystanders or the person who had hit him or the concessionaire incharge or the authorities. Makes us all wonder what really happened to him.
Mani sustained serious head injuries of which really intensive surgeries were done to decrease the swelling of his head. I figured that one of his aorta burst which made the blood that was supposed to run smoothly in his head got clogged. My guess that the clogged blood made the brain swell so much that his whole face was ballooned up as well. He was pretty unrecognisable then. Hubby and I actually cried when we saw him.
So for the next one week we came often and prayed for him and talked to him. Day by day his swelling went down, but he was still on morphine because of the pain in his head. Not to sound graphic again, but his left area of the skull was actually not there because the doctors have not put it back yet. So we can actually see the side of his head throbbing. The reason why the bone was not put back because there might be possibility that Mani would bleed again, and if he does they do not have to cut off that portion again and again. Sigh.. Ouch..
I did try to lend a helping hand by volunteering to help the family with their insurance claims and hospital bills. Fortunately Mani's company was settling all that. I am just not sure whether the company will pay him a certain amount daily for his stay in the hospital, or compensate him for his accident or waive all his future premiums from now on. Needless to say the company that I am presenting will do all this for the insured.
Anyway, hubby went off to SG so I took the initiative to visit Mani on 25th Feb. As usual I prepared myself for the worst and of course hoped for the best for this friend of mine. When I entered the ICU, the first thing I saw was Mani moving. That can't be happening cos he was in coma since day 1. So I thought that it was just him moving unconciously (he did that on the 2nd day we visited him, jerked actually-that was pretty intense!).
I went next to his bed and as usual called out his name. Suddenly he opened his half-dazed eyes, turned his head towards me, and our eyes locked. I nearly fainted. Hey, how come nobody told me he woke up!! That was my first reaction. And how come noone is here to take care of him. So I thought that maybe the family left earlier to wash up and rest seeing that he is stable and had woken up.
I began talking to him and telling him that it was me, and how scared we all were when he did not wake up. Then I told him that we still owe him our wedding invitation card and that Jerry was waiting for him to recover so that they can play football together again. Then I finally asked him if he recognises me (poor thing. Been talking to him for a good 5 minutes. I don't even know if he knows me or not!)
And you know what he did - he smiled at me and held my hand tightly.
Mani will always be Mani, I told the nurses. I did ask them why was his hands tied to the bed. They said that he kept on pulling the tubes from his nose and mouth. So I told him not to do that cos then the nurses would be angry and would not layan him anymore.
He got better and better from that day on. And today, he got discharged from the hospital and recuperating at home. So when I go back to Malaysia, Mani you will be expecting me very very soon!!
Praise the Lord for his recovery.. Amen
Oh wow! Praise God for his miraculous recovery. I was in suspense reading your post.. It's a good thing that he has friends like you and your hubby to lean on for support. I wish him all the best in his road to recovery. :)
The first 2 weeks was really crucial for him. U should see him before the acccident. Tall, dark, handsome fella with this unique, sometimes intense look in his eyes, yet when he talks, it's like talking to a big brother or someone so passionate and loving. His mum just went for chemo so she was not told about his condition for 2 weeks.
Sigh.. Poor thing. I guess it shows that we must always thank God for our blessed life and also to pray always in the hope that nothing bad happens to us and our family..