It's not easy

This is the third day I look after my mom. She complained that she is sick of taking all the medicines prescribed by the doctor.

I can understand that. I was surprised myself when I received a big plastic bag full of tablets. She has to swallow at least five types of different medicines, three times a day. To make it easier for her, Hubby bought a molar and pestle so that I can crush all her medicines.

I wish she can heal through spiritual healing, without taking all those drugs. But in order to do that, she herself has to be spiritually strong. I am not sure if she's ready for that.

As her daughter, I always pray the best for her. I try my best to help her recover. And she needs to help me to help her too.

And I desperately need Allah's help....