ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 209: PR WORLD

Before leaving the hospital exactly after Gita and Gilang talked a lot with the doctor who handled the disease Sudrajat grandfather. The two took the time to ascertain the state of the grandfather. However, when they went to the ward. Grandpa wasn't there. He was in the Hemodialysis room.

“A’a .. want to go to the office?” ask Gita who really wants to know how the process of washing blood that is being lived by kidney failure patients in the hospital.

Gilang looked at the watch in his hand for a moment, then gave an answer to Gita.

“There's still 2 hours to go Neng. A’a only need to factory to ensure their performance and availability of materials in our warehouse.”

“We see the grandfather who was washing blood yes ..” Gita is indeed the most excited in terms of memepay Attention to Sudrajat's grandfather. Making Gilang have no reason if half-help his grandfather.

There were 20 beds facing each other in the room. On each side was a large tool almost as big as a one-door refrigerator. This is where the blood exchange takes place. Filtration between clean and dirty blood. The process can take up to 4 hours. And when the process takes place, for some patients is the paradise of pampering the tongue. Where as the process takes place, they are free to consume anything. Foods that they rarely eat, such as fruits that contain a lot of sap. Even bananas are loaded with potassium. And the content is not very good for the work of their kidneys that have failed to memefilter in the body.

There are patients who can sit while enjoying the prose. There are also those who just collapsed with a groan that came out by itself, due not only to kidney failure that he saw, but there are other complications, which might accelerate the process of death. Some of the lights are on as a sign that only the nurses know what they mean. Also sometimes there is a sound from the machine and tools that are operating.

The room was quite clean, including many. Many in because of the familiar waiting pasdien that sudash like a brother with other patient waiters. They have been 10 years, 4 years, 7 months and it turns out for them the hemodialysis room is like a second home for them, it is like a school. Because there are 3 times in a week they go there to take loved ones to survive the order of life. Those who lie in the sickbed are those who are at peace with their hearts to receive their illness while still rejoicing in accepting the destiny and trust God has given them.

“New patient yes bu ..?” ask a collapsed male patient lined up with Sudrajat's grandfather.

“Oh .. Yes Sir. Mr?” ask Gita kindly. He doesn't know what to do. Because Grandpa Sudrajat looks like he's sleeping.

“Hem .. I am a senior here. It's already the tenth year. It used to start twice a week, ever increasing to 3 times a week. But now it's only 1 x a week.” Answer it kindly.

“Wah .. long time also yes Sir.”

“Iya .. the key is only consistent with all restrictions. Avoid stress. And don't be tired.” He explained without asking.

“March himself?” ask Gita again to make sure if taka da who drove the patient, because the seat next to him was empty.

“Iya. I am still here driving myself. There used to be my wife who always accompanied and fed food when I washed my blood. But, he's tired.” Lirih.

“Maybe your wife needs rest this week, and will accompany in the next week.” Entertain Gita who captures the sadness on the face of the interlocutor.

“No. He will never come again to accompany me here.” Answer the father with a blank look.

“Don't be pessimistic sir. Spirit.” Gita once again comforted the father.

“Today is even a month, he's taken by God. Huh .. why did he go home first. I am tired of living like this.” He looked at Gita.

“Innalilahiwainaliirojiun.” Gita. Where does he think the father's chat meant, hinting if his wife died.

“Do not talk, sir. Allah is the regulator of all things. Maybe there is still PR that you have not completed in this world. So it's not time to go home.” Answer Gita as it is.

“Hum .. possible. Who is sick?” tanyanya diverted the conversation.

“Our grandfather.” Gita answered, turning her gaze to Grandpa.

“If at see from the condition. Your grandfather is old too. That old man should have done a lot of his worldly work. But it has not been declared worthy of facing God. Surely he also still has PR that has not been completed, so it has not been allowed to leave the world.” Own knot.

“Ya .. possible.” Answer the Gita who just returned his words about world PR.

“It's best to wake your grandfather. And give her favorite food. As this blood washing process progresses. At least , while washing this he can enjoy delicious food, after later must be limited to eating this and that.” Mucuadian's advice.

Gita and Gilang looked at each other. Not because I didn't dare wake my grandfather. But they don't know what kind of food Grandpa likes. Didn't they only meet 2 times the parents they recognized as their grandfather.

“Excuse me, patient family Sudrajat?” a nurse approached the bed that Sudrajat was sleeping in.

“Iya sister, what's up?” ask Gilang.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” tanyanya back.

Gita gave a small nod giving Gilang permission to give the nurse a chance to talk to him.

“Iya what's the matter Sister?” ask Gilang when they're at the nurse's desk.

“Begini .. order doctor Birawa. Sudrajat patients will be given vitamins and other supporting injections. To make the patient's condition quickly recover and stable. These injections for the kidneys also help the elasticity of the skin also prevent the plaque that grows on the skin. Because hemodialysis patients tend to blacken the effect of the blood washer.” The nurse was clear.

“Oh yes .. please give everything the doctor recommends.” Gilang's orders agree.

“Iya .. We just convey to immediately we do the action. But, sorry. Patients not using BPJS line. So, sorry. This is a recipe that you should buy. If possible, it is best to buy in large quantities. In order for each of him to come to Hemo, you do not have to go back and forth to buy it.” The nurse gave Gilang a prescription paper.

“Oh .. yes ready. We'll put the drug in here. Thank you.” Answer Gilang politely. Yang then left the pereawt and walked to Gita to buy medicine for his grandfather.

“Oh ... General patient huh? Get ready to go bankrupt.”

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