It came as a surprise to be honest. I fell sick in 2010, 2013 then suddenly Feb ’17 and now.
A lot of things ran through my head.
How Rasulullah صلى الله عليه وسلم faced the fever he faced nearing his death, how my Mumu faced and endured all those chemotherapies, how my mum still need to be a mum when she is sick.
And here I am being a vegetable, lying all day long with my throbbing head.
Being sick apparently allows you to see who you are.