Dear, Soul!!
Diagnoses
Sad, afraid, disappointed, all mixed into one, there were even some feelings that Fauzi could not explain what it was like. Although the turmoil of pilu is still playing ria in his mind, but relief also contributed when Fauzi saw his wife in a state of good from her physical.
Slowly Fauzi explained the area. Fauzi did not want his wife to constantly consider the territory foreign and continued to feel lost in an area not far from his home. Fauzi slightly forced Salwa to be able to remember the place. Although initially Salwa was a little difficult to digest with her memory blurred out of nowhere, but slowly Salwa began to be able to recall the region.
“Ah yes.. This is the road that I always pass every day, why now so forget?” Salwa scratches the small head that does not itch, an impulsive movement when we encounter something confusing.
“So now you remember, don't you, baby? You are no longer lost now, we are around our house” explained Fauzi while pointing towards his house.
“Iya, it's our home.” Salwa's eye view can not be separated from the direction Fauzi pointed.
Fauzi smiled, although his wife could escape the thought that he was lost, but still Fauzi was worried about his condition.
“Ja-so now.. Jesus, baby, we gotta get Mikayla. I'm going to pick up Mikayla earlier.” Salwa was aware of her original purpose and the cause was in that place.
“Mikayla goes with Farhan dear, earlier Farhan nelfon me” Fauzi said lying. He couldn't possibly tell the truth, that he was the one who asked Farhan to bring Mikayla.
“Why? Mikayla never went home from school. I always taught Mikayla not to play with her school dress”
“Leave it for just this once dear. Now we go to the hospital first”
“Ke Hospital? Whynot? I didn't work there.”
“Not did the doctor ask you for another health check??”
“Doctor said, I'm coming in two weeks. Anyway I checked it not in the hospital, but in the clinic”
“Cek early is not a problem dear.”
“But.”
“Let me take..”
Fauzi pulled his wife's wrist slowly, taking Salwa with a little force to check on her health. Fauzi did not want to delay or wait up to two weeks to check on Salwa's health. What happened today, really worried him.
Along the way, Fauzi kept Salwa talking, talking about their mass. Fauzi brought up everything they've been through together.
Seeing Salwa's response still responding to Fauzi's story, made Fauzi feel happy, although worries still mingled in his feelings.
Fauzi prepared his heart for the bad possibilities he would listen to today. Sometimes he rejects reality and wants to just turn back home. But once again he realized, that this was the thing he had to face.
Fauzi and Salwa arrive at the clinic. Salwa, who is already known as a control patient at the clinic, was directed directly at the doctor who handled it before.
As before, the doctor did not perform any special tests. The doctor only gave Salwa comfort in telling stories, making Salwa tell what happened to her casually.
Every now and then the doctor glanced at Fauzi, as if asking through his gaze the truth of the thing Salwa was telling. And Fauzi, who understood what the doctor meant, just nodded to what Salwa said. Fauzi understood that there was something hidden from his wife now that he was just following the path the doctor was doing.
Until Salwa began to tell her about what happened to her today, Salwa told her with a friendly and relaxed smile, as if what happened to her was just a temporary forgetfulness that did not prove fatal. The doctor glanced back at Fauzi, and Fauzi once again nodded limply confirming what Salwa had said.
“So Mom got lost when she wanted to pick up Mom's daughter?”
“He he Yes.” Salwa laughed a little. “It looks like I thought of something else along the way, until I felt lost”
Fauzi just looked down with an indescribable heart to listen to Salwa's reply, which was as if what had just happened to him was common.
“How many children do you have?”
“Still one doc..”
“Female or male?”
“Female”
“What age is your daughter now?”
“Ya?” Salwa's quick response, but did not respond well to the doctor's questions.
“Mother is now what age?” The doctor repeated the question again.
“Ngg...”..
Salwa thought for a moment.
“3 years? 4 years?” Salwa looks hesitant, which indicates she does not remember Mikayla's age now.
“For example, my daughter was born in 2014, so what age is my daughter?”
“2014?? Enggg..”.
Salwa thought long enough for a very easy question.
“Ah, maybe because I was shocked when I got lost earlier. I got confused counting-count” Salwa replied by scratching his head slowly. “Darling, how old is our child now??”
Instead of thinking or trying to remember, Salwa prefers to ask Fauzi.
“6 years” Fauzi replied, slightly holding back his voice.
“Ah yes, our daughter is 6 years”
The doctor only looked at Salwa with a smile that did not come off his lips. He wanted Salwa to remain comfortable even though he asked trivial things.
“Mother on foot when picking up Mom's daughter?”
Salwa nodded.
“So I know, when the traffic light changes color, You can not cross?”
Salwa looked at the doctor for a moment after getting a question that somehow she thought was strange, or perhaps it would be difficult for her.
Slowly Salwa nodded back.
“Do you know, what color lights so you can walk across the street?”
“Sure. Why ask this doc?”
“It's okay, I just want to know. So what can you tell me, what color lights are you able to cross the street?”
“Lamp?” Salwa looked at the doctor with confusion. “What light?”
Not a minute from the doctor asked about the traffic lights on Salwa, but only with a short time that Salwa had forgotten what the doctor asked before.
Fauzi could no longer bear to see his wife, his tears began to tear. It was clear to Fauzi that there was a problem with his wife right now.
The doctor breathed. No more showering Salwa with questions.
“Mother, what mother is willing to do for further examination. We intend to examine Mom using MRI”
Fauzi shook his head, signaling that it would not be easy to get Salwa to do an MRI. Salwa as a child of health clearly knows, that people who do MRI or CT-Scan, are only people who have a fairly severe disease, which is not good, he feels right now that he is okay. But the doctor only smiled in response to Fauzi's reaction. Yes, the doctor knows Salwa better today than Fauzi, her husband.
“Ke-why? Did something bad happen to me?”
“Ah no. Don't worry, this is just a general checkup. We also intend to take a blood sample of Mother.”
“Ke-why till my blood too?”
“At the previous meeting we have discussed, if you are likely to experience a decrease in blood sugar, we also intend to check your blood sugar levels at this time.”
Salwa was silent for a moment, making Fauzi just look down. Fauzi believes his wife will refuse to do so. Fauzi himself was confused by what the doctor was doing. Fauzi, who knew that the doctor knew his wife's profession, was puzzled by what he had asked her to do.
“So, what Mom is willing to do MRI and blood sampling.”
Fauzi is still down, believing that his wife will not agree to do both of these things, if not given further explanation of what happened to him.
“Iya”
Spontaneous Fauzi turned to look at Salwa. The answer that is not expected by Fauzi.how could his wife say something like this without obtaining further explanation about him.
He turned his gaze away from Salwa and looked at the doctor who was sitting right in front of his wife. As if asking why something like this could happen. And the doctor just smiled in response to Fauzi's gaze.
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