blood donation

I have donated my blood again. And, this is the third time and still counting. I wish to make blood donation as my interest because by donating my blood will help me to help others. This is the least I could do, one small tiny thing.

Every time I donated my blood, it reminds me of my atok. His sufferings. His pain. If donating blood is painful what about those people who undergo dialysis every alternate days just like my atok. I believe he suffered a lot in those days. Imagine that the kidney is not function anymore and you need to use machine which is located outside the body. The machine will be functioned just like your kidney to purify and remove waste from your blood. just like the process of taking out your blood, cleanse and return it back to your body. The process took about 2 to 4 hours depends on individual. Imagine! My atok once held my hand tightly! And during his final days, I can see how painful it is to do that process. His body almost could not stand the process and rejected it. He had to stop during the second hour where he should uundergo a process of 4 hours.

I am glad that he is not going to suffer the pain anymore. I could not stand to see him in pain. InsyaAllah, I will donate my blood as long as I can. And every time I donate my blood, I will remember my atok so that I can realize where I am and where should I stand. Tok, you will always be in my heart. I pray that Tok and Opah will be seeing each other and be placed amongst the solehin. Al-Fatihah. Amin.

p.s: my grandpa has just passed away on 7th June 2011, almost 2 months after my grandma passed away, 12th April 2011. Tok and Opah died on the same day which is Tuesday and almost at the same time 6.50ish in the morning. They are destined to be together until the end of their lives. (sehati sejiwa, sehidup semati)

p.p.s: 52 is  my Opah (73years old) and 55 is my Otak (75 years old). side by side!