Another bad news today about Abang Shukri. His left hand is to be amputated. Even as I am typing this, the surgery has already been done. The hand has been washed and buried already. I don’t know if my cousin has woken up or not, but I don’t know how he’ll react once he knows his left hand is gone. God, even as I am writing this, I feel so sad. I dunno, I just don’t feel good, and I feel terribly terrible for him. It has been like 5 days since the accident happened, and yet things are getting even worse.
I want to go to the hospital again to see him, but I’m afraid I’ll end up crying instead. Even when I hear about it, I already feel like crying, what if I’m there? I don’t know why the image of seeing him without a hand will saddens me so much. I just know it will.
He’s part of the family, a relative, not very close, but kind of. I’ve joked with him before, and all. The last time I saw him was on the 27th Dec 2008. That time we were just joking around as he borrowed my phone and all. I rmmber him trying to kenalkan me with his friend, Faizal back then like 4 years ago. I can’t continue this. I don’t know what to write. I don’t know if I should go to the hospital to visit him tomorrow.
No matter what, I hope he stays strong despite the challenges ahead, even if he has lost an arm. I wish him my well wishes. 
