31 may – today is mama’s birthday. no, she is not the woman who gave birth to me. although i call her mama, she is not my mother. she is mama.
mama is actually my mother’s older sister. so mama is my aunt. now you all will ask, why do i call him mama? a word that is used to call a person who gives birth to you and raise you to become an adult.
we close this month of may with bapak getting a seizure again. for the second time after the first time 6 months ago.
this time it happened at 5 o’clock in the morning and we got to the hospital (one located in south of jakarta) and inside the emergency room by 5:45. we experienced the slowest service. for quite a while yang didapat oleh bapak hanyalah infus. tidak ada tindakan medis lainnya yang quite berarti.
after that we had to try to find a room. and what a headache it was. i still can’t believe that getting a room in a hospital would be a lot harder than finding a free room at a hotel. and i tried more than 5 hospitals. and because we were trying to find all these possible alternatives, the ER people didn’t try to perform any other significant medical treatment. (i remember the when bapak had his first seizure 6 months ago, they gave him some kind of a shot on his arm to lower the viscosity of his blood).
and what’s more annoying and almost made me so mad adalah bahwa dokter jantung bapak sempat datang ke ER, but he didn’t want to pay bapak a visit and comment on his condition because he said that bapak was about to be transferred to another hospital anyway. what kind of an answer is that???? where is the compassion of the doctors here? dimana jiwa pengabdiannya? dimana rasa tanggung jawabnya sebagai seorang dokter yang tugasnya adalah menyembuhkan orang sakit????
it wasn’t until we were finally told that we managed to get a room in this hospital that the ER people called bapak’s neurologist and ask for advise on any medical treatment for bapak. and a shot was organized. after all those long hours!!! (oh, by the way, they did managed to get an MRI test before that – mainly to be able to tell what kind of room to put bapak in).
a hospital with quite a reputation like this one, it is supposed to be a good hospital (the rates are high enough to pass as one of the top hospitals in town) in way of service. when i spend so much money for a hospital, i expect to be treated what my money’s worth. but sadly, i didn’t get that from this hospital. i am disappointed.
another tip. this time it’s on sharing.
being a mother of two little boys is sometimes a lot of work. mostly when it comes to teaching them how to share.
the one toy that is the most favorite to my boys now is my iPod. both would fight over who gets to play with it when i am home. it’s almost sad that when i get home, the first thing that adek asks is, “mana phone ibu?” (=where is your phone?). he refers to my iPod as a phone. he misses my iPod more than he misses me. it’s the iPod that he looks for first when he sees me. an iPod is more important to adek than his own mother 
jangan lari,
please be patient with me;
rasaku masih berkata
cintaku masih merasa
ketika aku berbicara
dan masih aku kesana
ketika mataku berkaca
dan diriku bekerja
ketika tanganku memeluk
dan kepalaku menunduk
ketika hatiku mencinta
dan ragaku merenda
ketika aku bahagia
dan tertawa dan bersuka
jangan pergi,
please be patient with me…
and again, we are at our most favorite mall. why favorite? main reason is that it is the closest to home 
secondly, i think it’s got everything i need here. and also everything my boys need. well, all they need is just TIMEZONE most of the time.
we are at the foodcourt where both of my sons are having their A&W lunch before they hit TIMEZONE. and me? while they are playing i think i will go to my favorite waiting spot, STARBUCKS.
and like the usual, afterwards the boys will want to buy JCo donuts to take home. and then we’ll most likely stop by ACE HARDWARE to buy some popcorns (yup, they sell popcorns at that store). we love popcorns. but it’s not just that. we buy popcorn because that’s what we always do when we come here.
and after all that, then it would be time to go home.
what a typical way to spend a saturday.
(oh, by the way, another usual and typical weekend of ours would include a dinner at Bakmi GAJAH MADA, an hour of CIRCUZ for the kids, or a family time at SUSHI TEI)
notes from friends