October 29, 2006
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hukhaireel hazim hezatch
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October 04, 2006
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RAMADHAN MAKES LIFE BETTER AND RICHER
There’s a lil thing I hope that I will never forget through this 22nd years of my life. I remember when I was 12 on that moment where I was geared up to school on that drizzling Saturday. I have to conduct training with my school band members since I was the president of the club for the St. Michael Institution (Primary 2), Ipoh. I walk to school, just bout 2km from my house through the magistrate court of Ipoh and Ipoh Royal Club shortcut. After a few minutes, I walk with a turning back head walking the pedestrians. And accidentally, I was hit by this big palm tree. It’ll look like joke for you guys, but I feel wanna faint after the incident. But I strengthen myself to walk for school though I felt quite terrible that time. Reached at the library, where we all used to have the training session, my friend told me bout something red coming out of my nose. I guess it’s nothing. So, I wipe my nose with my finger and shocked to saw this thick liquid on my right nose. Damn! I just wash over my face at toilet and starting back the training a few minutes later. I went back home and wondering what was happen just now. I told my mum and we thought that it just normal if our body get highly warm sometimes. Shortly, the episode happens again and again. I referred myself to Ipoh GH, and get the treatment more often when it get more serious. And once I remembered all of my lifetime where I was just on my way to class, when my whole uniform was in red colour. I am so afraid… What’s turn out? Did something happen? As what I’ve been told by the ENT specialist, there’s a nerve inside my nose shred after the incident. Weird, huh? I don’t think there’s a better explanation from me by that case. I’ve been asked for blood test. I don’t scare at all for bloods. But to take it out of my body using a big needle, wow, that’s scary dude! I remember once when I was asked to give my blood to examine, the attendant has loose my blood tube somewhere. Hooo… Since that, I never walk alone to take blood test. Haha… That’s the fact. It became a phobia. Not the blood, but the injection. As the problems getting a lil’ serious, the doc has decides to closed the blood nerve. I was already live in KL at the moment when I had to return back to Ipoh for examine, in fact I was 17. It’s a 5 years story. The doctor’s has put in his 4 inches steel camera inflexible inside my nose, look out the spot on the nerve skins. He then, winds cottons on the top of a stick, soak it into chemical and burn it with a small fire and lastly heat up the nerve with the cottons. Uhhh… If you know how it feels… The episode of the story doesn’t end there; it will come once a year. Sometime I had to receive blood from the hospital. It makes me feel that, how much of my bloods wasted. I don’t ever think to donate my blood somewhere all this days… To read the news that the NBC needs A and B bloods for this festive season, I start to think what I’m doing to these people. I don’t try at all to donate, but in the same time I have start to receive bloods from someone else. It’s the time for me to move on. Though I’m in O category, I finally make a decision to make a blood donation soon. We always kept thinking the others contribution for us, what about us…
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hukhaireel hazim hezatch
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