when we talk about patience....

A lot of things had happened over the weekend…of which I guess really challenge my ability to control my patience.

On Friday, we went to Poliklinik NurFaxxxxx to get medicines for Idlan’s allergy. He developed rashes and the skin got itchy and it worsen after he scratched it all over. We applied the cream prescribed by the doc while he watched his all time favourite, sesame street count 123. And about 3 min later he suddenly cried and wailed and oh god we did everything we could to comfort him yet he still wailed and crying and crying. Last resort, kami baca ayat2 pelindung dan sebagainya and thank god he felt asleep eventually. So our conclusion that night, he might have saw ‘something’ yg kita takleh nampak….

The very next morning, again before we send him to nursery, we applied the cream. And few minutes afterwards there he goes again like the night before…menangis tak igt. Then we decided to go to the clinic, something must be wrong with the medicine, else he wont reacted that way. We told the same doctor we met yesterday, the doc showed us 2 medicines, asked us to smell the contents and yes, her assistants had gave us the wrong ubat. The one she gave us is ubat kurap u see! No wonder it smells horrible and strong even after I washed my fingers. That time I felt like slapping budak kaunter tuh, even after the doc scolded her, she can still smiled and pretend to know nothing. Dahlah make up tebal giler…eii bley plaks senyum2 kat aku. Both the doc and her assistant apologized for their carelessness…but what if something happen to my son, say the skin get burns or hishh I rather not to say or imagine it here…do they want to bear the consequences for their negligence? Rasa macam nak saman je klinik tuh!

Ok enough about the medicine. Now the story about my new hp. Suddenly on Thursday afternoon when I made call to another party, or received calls, the B party couldn’t hear my voice. I godak2 the hp, checked the menu, take out the battery and put it on again, bla bla bla..but still no one can hear my voice. Time tuh rasa cam nak mendidih dah…ape ni hp baru mahal plak tuh pakai tak sampai 3 minggu dah rosak??? So the next day we went to the shop, I made the talk, my hubby just kept silent. And u know what, I think I’ve managed to frightened that mamat selling the phones. So being not the usual I am, I yelled him, and biasala bebel2 tak igt. He made me to wait about 40 min to check, and alhamdulillah hp tu ok. He said it was due to cross config error with the software, so he re-intalled the software. Ok fine then. And yes, I managed to get my casing changed (tu pon memula mamat tu ckp nak kena tanye bos la itu la ini la), the previous one got a bit scratch here and there, but it wasn’t my fault ok. Mmg dah calar2 sket but my mistake I didn’t checked it the moment he handovered the phone..hehe padan muka dia.

BUT, on Saturday, haa ni mmg rasa cam nak meletup tahap gaban…time tgh charge hp tetiba dia stop. Charger plak rosak!!! Marah tak marah tak??? Eii rasa cam nak pelangkung mamat tuh…luckily I had the old charger in hand kalau idak, I’ll be handphoneless for the rest of the weekend ( tu pun terpaksa pegi ofis amik charger). I didn’t go the shop again to claim for a new charger, hati tak teringin nak tgk muka mamat tuh….i’ll wait till myself get calm and composed, then only im ready to go and face that mamat again. What a hectic weekend la :(