It's been 2 weeks...

Yup, time flies....it's already 2 weeks since Hun's mom went into the hospital throught A&E, had her op, transfered from ICU to the general ward. By God's grace, we survived these 2 weeks, and still managed to get quite a few things accomplised for our wedding preps.

Last week I attended a course on Grief and Bereavement Counselling. Due to what I'm facing now, this course seems more apt and applicable at this point in my life. It set me thinking...much has been researched on caring for the patient/victim and their caregivers, I'm wondering if there's any research done on caring for the supporters of the caregivers.

You won't wonder why I'm asking that question...cos I see myself as a supporter of the caregiver of the patient. And having gone through it, it's really not an easy role at all! The patient has her struggles going through her own physical pain, the caregiver is emotionally affected and physically tired from caring and providing support to the patient. The supporter therefore supports the caregiver as much as possible.

Think the supported needs to be strong enough to also seek support of her own. Talking to friends really help. I'm really glad I have social work friends...for the first time when someone reflected my feelings to me and empathised with me, I felt comforted. Ironic right? I do that to people in the course of my counselling work, never knowing how it really felt to be at the receiving end...

And yes....blogging helps too. Better than having to bottle everything inside. It's kind of tough really...when you see your beloved so upset, so when you are upset yourself, you must have to handle it. Cos its the time when you need to be there for him, not the time to demand attention (which I sometimes still do). But it's times like these I really find myself being extra tolerant and understanding, and more dependent on God than before.

It was really tough the first few days....after all I felt my own world was shaken too! That's when we quarrelled. That was something I really regretted....and I'm trying my best not to let it happen again. He's trying his best too, I appreciate that. Now, I kind of gotten used to it. Perhaps we both learned to trust each other more and appreciate each other more too.

Hard to explain lah...but definitely something good came out of this. I feel our relationship strengthened...I think it's because both of us are less selfish and more considerate for each other.

Well, if given a chance to choose again, I wouldn't want my wedding preps to happen any other way. I believe God has allowed this to happen and thus He will watch over us. He can make every situation into a testimony of His greatness and glory.