Missing Home

Its almost 2 months since my 4 years old son got admitted in hospital for his halo pelvic traction procedure.

There are moments I miss home, my husband, my 2 daughters and my usual daily routines.

With now which is winter, everyone is spending quality time outside. Festivals and events are happening in many places. While we are residing here inside the hospital going and coming from the ward to the restaurant and around the hospital facilities.

I see this as one of the life sacrifices that a person needs to do according to the necessity of the situation.

When you prioritize something, whether it is health, wealth, someone’s wellbeing, relationship or whatever other areas, suddenly you see other parts in your life pause and the focus is highlighted on that one important part.

Finally, my son this evening watched a video sent by family members whom spent the evening at the festival. He asked me: “Why I am not there with them?” I replied: “How can you go there with all those metals fixed around you? Its a long distance walking and there wouldn’t be a comfortable place for you to lay down when you get tired walking” (Note: He can’t sit at the moment. Its either standing and walking or laying down flat on the bed.)

One part of me is sad but another part is patient and grateful that he is receiving a treatment throughout his scoliosis journey.

As I always say: This also shall pass. I pray for all families who face such trajectories to hold on to hope, faith and belief. No matter what is happening in your life, remember to reflect on the gems and wisdoms behind it.