It's a public holiday today, because it's raya which is a new year celebration for the muslims. My family and I have decided that since it's a holiday, we should make use of it as a family gathering, so we thought going to Klang for a nice and cheap seafood lunch would be great. Nevertheless, when we are up for good foods we never fail to invite my lovely grandmother to join us because we wanted to spend as much time as she has. 

The trip started at about noon, due to the congested traffic along the road (which is very unlikely since most of  them should be back at hometowns celebrating raya), as a result my mom suggested that we should changed our plan to another restaurant located somewhere around Serdang to avoid being stuck. However, it's is very unfortunate that my mom have mis-directed my father and causes him to miss a turning along the high way, hence since it's a high way a u-turn back might take miles.  So my mom suggested again  " Let's just eat somewhere around Sri petaling". At the moment, I was really really pissed at her, I wanted to scream at/scold her because if she didn't suggested that we shouldn't go to Klang due to the traffic, I guess by accumulating the time we have spent on road searching for Serdang and as a result getting lost should already brought us to Klang despite the traffic (She was only predicting in the first place and we almost spent one hour and half on the road).

Finally, we have reached Sri petaling and decided to settle at a Nyonya restaurant, I didn't manage to see the restaurant's name because when my mom and I was walking towards the restaurant, suddenly I heard noises from the back and curiously I turned to see.  My dad was literally screaming at me and I felt really weird,  I saw my sister and her friend holding my grandma's arm with a very terrified look. Immediately, I ran towards them, I got to know my grandmother is suffering from dizzyness but within minutes she was crying out of pain and I was so so so scared, I barely know what to do. I shouted at my mom " Mummy, come back... Mama isn't feeling well". It was really heart-breaking looking at my poor lil' granny's expression, she was in pain ...crying and this was the first time I witnessed her in pain. When my mom arrived, my granny couldn't take it any longer and she fainted under our hands. I was shocked, because I never come across anything like this, what more she is someone I love very very much. So me and my mom carried her with all our strength placing her gently into the car as soon as my dad drives his car over.

We were all in panicked mode, everyone's suggestion varies. My mom insisted we should send her to the nearest clinic. Immediately, I objected I said " No, don't be stupid!" because I recall one of my friend's grandma died because she was sent to a nearby clinic who didn't have the appropriate equipment to perform on her ( a mistake). Thus, I suggested that we should send her to the nearest hospital while my sister and her friend started dialing friends asking if they know of  any nearest hospital around Sri petaling. Without hesitation, we all agreed that we should sent her to Cheras Pantai Hospital since it's very near to my granny house and it was the last/best resort.

I was in the car next to my granny, holding her hands really tight hoping that this wouldn't be my last time holding her hand with warmth. I was petrified, I didn't know what I was thinking all I thought was " Please don't leave me so soon". She was unconcious. At the moment, when I was holding her hands, memories of my granny bringing me around and taking care of me when I was younger flashed back and I was so so so I don't know how to put it in words and suddenly she moved a lil' and I felt so much more relieved. I looked at her, she doesn't look fine and I didn't know what to do. I continued to hold her hands as tight as I can just to make her feel accompanied, and all I was doing was just mumbling to God saying " Jesus, please don't let her suffer... I pray that she will be safe ....please be with her and protect her...don't take her so soon" non- stop. I literally prayed like a kid begging for candy and I couldn't control my tears because I'm really emotional and she is a special someone to me, but I didn't want to let any of my family members witness it and it was really difficult and tears just kept weeping.

10 minutes later, we have finally arrived the hospital. We requested for emergency ward and my granny was sent in as soon as the car stopped. I'm gonna cut it short and all I want to say is " Thank you Jesus for answering my prayer" because my granny is saved. According to the doctor, she is normal and safe, this happened mainly because she took a really strong medication without food early this morning while waiting for us to pick her up. I felt bad at a moment, my poor lil' granny have to suffer so much. However, I'm very much relieved and happy when the doctor say there is nothing serious.

Well. The bottom line is, I believe my grandmother was saved not because it was of coincidetally or luck. I strongly believe it was a hand from God. Look back, if we were to have our lunch at Klang or Serdang, what will it be ?? And isn't it a sign that God have given us telling us that we shouldn't go to far, something is going to happened and that's precisely why we miss the turning to Serdang. Another point is, I felt so fortunate that my granny isn't walking alone when we were all going towards the restaurant, imagine if she was alone and she suddenly fainted....who is she going to hold on too ??? Will she knock her head when she reaches the ground ?? This's just the answer I got when I was reflecting later in the hospital, all I can conclude is God does great planning if only you have faith in Him, and I want to THANK him once again for answering my prayer eventhough I'm a constant sinner until today !! I am till today... I admit !!! but he never fails to love me and that's what makes me hate myself even more because I'm not doing the right thing.