Today Mak isah sad, because when hubby came home at 730am from his night duty, he said he can't walk properly on his left leg as his knee is painful and still swollen. He said he had a hard time last night while on duty, his knee giving him more pain than yesterday evening.
Inside I am frightened but tried to keep a brave face. This sort of thing never happened before. He was such a healthy and strong man. Even when he had some pain here and there before he recovered after a good massage or a rub with some ointment. This time no. He refused stubbornly to let me bring him to the hospital or a doctor, saying this was an old injury he had while he played rugby 20 or 25 years ago.
So it was such a consolation when he said he is off today from his day work as a lorry driver. Remember I said he was a workaholic, he has 2 jobs since he retired, as a Night Supervisor at a Shell Station and as a Lorry Driver sending halal chickens to restaurants and schools in the rural areas like Niah and Bakong.
So today, besides baby sitting Alif while in our room I accompanied hubby while he lie and rest in bed.
While he was sleeping Mak isah sent him breakfast. I know he must be hungry, woke him up gently and asked him to eat the food and hot tea.
This picture here...Mak isah took it before Mak isah woke him up. I know if I take it when he wakes up he will never let me he he... (that's why the picture isn't as good as I want it to be).
Roti Canai with Curry, Nasi Goreng with fried Ikan Bilis, Hot Tea.
Mak isah pray my 'sweetie' will get better quickly.