This morning (Thursday's morning) I went to Hospital Sultanah Zahirah's Physiotheraphy Department for my follow up. I bet you guys wonder why I went there. Actually, I was involved in an accident last year and broke my hand's bone, radius. I was hospitalized and was implanted with small metal plate. So, each month, I need to go there to train back my hand basic movements that mostly require wrist movements.
There, at the department, I found different people with different illness. A young boy sat on a wheelchair, then he was trained to walk slowly. A boy was walking in a treadmill to strengthen his feet movements. Then,I saw a 'pak cik' was sitting on the chair, at the end of the room, mingling with plasticine in his hand, to strengthen his grip and finger movements. His fingers trembles when he squeeze the plasticine.Suddenly, it came into my mind, how lucky I am, to be compared with these peoples. At least I can still moving around, doing things without help from anyone.
Alhamdulillah Ya Allah..