Its been almost 12 days since my birthday… and while I had a wonderful birthday (thanks to the people around me)… but it seems that my testing from God has not really stopped. I do admit that my faith comes and goes, but God is really bringing me to a new level. Today my aunt Tricia, her husband David and son Nicholas left for the airport for home (Canada). I went over to the office as normal. Soon, disturbing news of another Aunt was in critical condition and was rushed from Sunway Medical Centre to University Hospital in PJ. The sms from my cousins were short and merely said:
“Mom (my Aunt) is in critical condition. Doc says both her lungs have collapsed due to a rare strain of TB.”
I reported to my boss who willingly released me from work so that I could rush to the hospital. As I drove from UTAR to the hospital (without traffic is less than 3 mins away). For some reason, today people were all driving like Sundays, slow and slumber… as I reached the parking of the hospital it was packed and it was so difficult to find a parking spot (you know lah, government hospital mah…). As I walked down to the emergency wad, I was caught by my dad and cousins who were all taking a breather at the café. They gave me instructions and I went off to the emergency wad. As I walked through the doors, I was greeted by my mom, she told me that my aunt was in Resuscitation Area and NO one was allowed inside. My grandmother (crying) was sitting near my mom asking to see her daughter.
After approximately 15mins, mom asked me to take granny to the café for a drink, we told granny that the doctor was looking after my aunt and we are not allowed inside. Anyhow, while at the café, mom and dad walked over and told me that my aunt has been shifted to the “Infectious Diseases Wad”. At that point I freaked out, infectious diseases?!?!?! Mom told me that University Hospital’s Intensive Care Unit (ICU) was full, so that would be the second best choice.
At this point I had found out that my aunt is in an induced coma as she is unable to breath by herself and needed help from a resuscitation machines to keep pumping air into her lungs. University is a GRAND MAZE! We tried to find the way to the wad, and walked around until I was full of sweat. Finally one of my cousin sisters came down to get us and we could finally see my aunt. When we reached the Wad we were given facial masks to cover out mouths and nose (quite scary…!).
As only 3 people may enter at a time, we had to wait our turn and finally it was my turn. As I walked into the room, it was cold, quiet and the sounds of the breathing machines and heart monitors filled the atmosphere. My aunt laid on the cold hospital bed with tubes strapped to her mouth to help her breath. Mom sounded to her that me and my dad was there with her. Dad touched her hand and gently stroked her elder sister, honestly that was one of the few times in my life that dad shows his emotions to us. I could feel his heart break as she sees his elder sister lying helplessly on the bed. And after a few minutes, we walked out.
As we walked out the specialist was talking with my cousins and said that my aunt is still in a critical condition but is stable (meaning her condition was not deteriorating). It all now is up to her (my aunt), if she reacts well to the antibiotics and medication, her condition will improve in time. The doctor said that her case is rare but people have fully recovered from it. At that point, it was a sound of some relief for all of us.
We stayed for a while and then all went back; my cousin brother was given the duty to stay behind to take care of her. I was unable to go home and thus asked some friends to go with me to Sungai Wang to collect my new glasses, followed by dinner and a light mamak session. I did not want to go home as I knew my granny and dad would be worried and the situation at home would have been a little tense. I wanted to stay strong, almost every time I had I prayed to God… what was I praying for I am not entirely sure, from healing to second chance to being a testimony for God… my heart was confused and few understood what spiritual warfare was going through within me.
But I see God’s hand in all this. I would not have been in KL if I was given any lecturing classes in Kampar. My classes scheduled for Kampar was all tutorials and Kampar only start their tutorials in week 2 of the semester. So God really wanted me to be here. I believe and know so! As I walked around the whole day today until this point when I am typing this blog entry, I see this verse that has kept me strong, it is from Psalms 23:
A psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.
I am grateful that I have a church that prays and believes together with me. I am grateful for friends who care, I am grateful for a family that supports and motivates and most importantly I am grateful for a God that is Loving, Kind and Always There for me when I need Him. I believe in Him who guides me and loves me. Psalms 121 writes:
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
In these times of uncertain waters, I draw strength from His word and His word alone. He will take care of me, my family and my Aunt. It will surely be a testimony of His goodness no matter what is outcome is.
I will be Sure and Stedfast! Pray and Believe with me…
With praying hands,
Timothy Chan
Son, Grandson, Nephew, Cousin
“Mom (my Aunt) is in critical condition. Doc says both her lungs have collapsed due to a rare strain of TB.”
I reported to my boss who willingly released me from work so that I could rush to the hospital. As I drove from UTAR to the hospital (without traffic is less than 3 mins away). For some reason, today people were all driving like Sundays, slow and slumber… as I reached the parking of the hospital it was packed and it was so difficult to find a parking spot (you know lah, government hospital mah…). As I walked down to the emergency wad, I was caught by my dad and cousins who were all taking a breather at the café. They gave me instructions and I went off to the emergency wad. As I walked through the doors, I was greeted by my mom, she told me that my aunt was in Resuscitation Area and NO one was allowed inside. My grandmother (crying) was sitting near my mom asking to see her daughter.
After approximately 15mins, mom asked me to take granny to the café for a drink, we told granny that the doctor was looking after my aunt and we are not allowed inside. Anyhow, while at the café, mom and dad walked over and told me that my aunt has been shifted to the “Infectious Diseases Wad”. At that point I freaked out, infectious diseases?!?!?! Mom told me that University Hospital’s Intensive Care Unit (ICU) was full, so that would be the second best choice.
At this point I had found out that my aunt is in an induced coma as she is unable to breath by herself and needed help from a resuscitation machines to keep pumping air into her lungs. University is a GRAND MAZE! We tried to find the way to the wad, and walked around until I was full of sweat. Finally one of my cousin sisters came down to get us and we could finally see my aunt. When we reached the Wad we were given facial masks to cover out mouths and nose (quite scary…!).
As only 3 people may enter at a time, we had to wait our turn and finally it was my turn. As I walked into the room, it was cold, quiet and the sounds of the breathing machines and heart monitors filled the atmosphere. My aunt laid on the cold hospital bed with tubes strapped to her mouth to help her breath. Mom sounded to her that me and my dad was there with her. Dad touched her hand and gently stroked her elder sister, honestly that was one of the few times in my life that dad shows his emotions to us. I could feel his heart break as she sees his elder sister lying helplessly on the bed. And after a few minutes, we walked out.
As we walked out the specialist was talking with my cousins and said that my aunt is still in a critical condition but is stable (meaning her condition was not deteriorating). It all now is up to her (my aunt), if she reacts well to the antibiotics and medication, her condition will improve in time. The doctor said that her case is rare but people have fully recovered from it. At that point, it was a sound of some relief for all of us.
We stayed for a while and then all went back; my cousin brother was given the duty to stay behind to take care of her. I was unable to go home and thus asked some friends to go with me to Sungai Wang to collect my new glasses, followed by dinner and a light mamak session. I did not want to go home as I knew my granny and dad would be worried and the situation at home would have been a little tense. I wanted to stay strong, almost every time I had I prayed to God… what was I praying for I am not entirely sure, from healing to second chance to being a testimony for God… my heart was confused and few understood what spiritual warfare was going through within me.
But I see God’s hand in all this. I would not have been in KL if I was given any lecturing classes in Kampar. My classes scheduled for Kampar was all tutorials and Kampar only start their tutorials in week 2 of the semester. So God really wanted me to be here. I believe and know so! As I walked around the whole day today until this point when I am typing this blog entry, I see this verse that has kept me strong, it is from Psalms 23:
A psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.
I am grateful that I have a church that prays and believes together with me. I am grateful for friends who care, I am grateful for a family that supports and motivates and most importantly I am grateful for a God that is Loving, Kind and Always There for me when I need Him. I believe in Him who guides me and loves me. Psalms 121 writes:
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
In these times of uncertain waters, I draw strength from His word and His word alone. He will take care of me, my family and my Aunt. It will surely be a testimony of His goodness no matter what is outcome is.
I will be Sure and Stedfast! Pray and Believe with me…
With praying hands,
Timothy Chan
Son, Grandson, Nephew, Cousin
