Sunday, June 9, 2013

Day 2, Jet-lagged.

More than 20 hours of travelling by an airplane is no joke. You eat the served food, breakfast, another breakfast, lunch and snacks, you go to sleep, you wake up, you return to your slumber, you wake up again, watch some movies, going in and out of the lavatory, and guess what, you have still not arrive to your destination.

What’s worst is when you are not in a good health condition. After taking out the wisdom tooth that cost me $850 (but luckily paid by Medisave), I was given antibiotics and painkillers. Swallowing those medications as directed seems fine the first three days. The fourth day, a few rashes on my left arm started to appear. Although I am not a fan of clinics, looking at the circumstances of long travelling in few days time, I decided to meet the doctor.

I stopped the antibiotics and painkillers, but it was too late. The rashes had already spread throughout my whole body, head to toe. I got to know I am allergic to Amoxicillin, the antibiotic I ate. I prayed, struggled with His test and seek for His forgiveness for failing to persevere and not being grateful for not giving me worst than this. I did not turn up to work for five days and tried everything I could to rest and recover. Honey, Habbatussaudah, recitation of Al-Quran in drinking water, polyclinic injection, I tried it all.

Alhamdulillah, although I was not fully cured, I got better in just a few days. And in that condition, I took off to Hartfrd from the airport enduring the irritation and itchiness of my whole body in the cramped and narrowed seat of an airplane.

Trying to adapt the 12 hour time difference here in Hartford is not easy. Having this jet lag, unable to sleep soundly and waking up every two hours or less is making me restless. Scratching up here and there to ease off this irritation has always been the main reason that has disturbed my peaceful sleep.

But for how long do I want to complaint? For how long do I intend to pamper myself? The Prophet’s companions have gone thru much worst. Alhamdulillah Allah gave me strength to move forward. To make use this restlessness as a reason that can bring me close to Him. To realize that anywhere I am, He will always be there. Returning to Him has always been the best blessing. Alhamdulillah.