My Days In The Middle Of Rice Field
We (the whole family) decided to try
alternative healing (non-medic way) to help my mother, we don't want to see
her frustrated because of the slow progress and hoping that way would be faster
than the regular way of healing.
So, after asking other friends who have a
family member or acquaintance who has tried that way (actually, they told us it's painless), we’ve got a lot of options, many options. One person said this
place is good, one person said this
place is so good, and one person said this place is better, most people gave advice and recommendations about a place and healer based on the fact or their
experience.
After discussion, we chose my aunt's recommendation, because of... her recommendation hehe because she knew well
with the owner and the place is still in the Subang area (between 45 minutes from
my home).
So here we go, we
went on Friday night to an unknown place, I mean I still have not seen yet the
place. we used my uncle's car because we carried so much stuff for my mother.
Besides that, my aunty said that the place is middle of nowhere hehe and
difficult to find a food stall and Alfamart (as I
said before, Alfamart is the largest franchise after Warung Nasi Padang, even you
can even find it on Cihideung Peak).
After a long way...
We arrived in the middle of nowhere place,
really in the middle... of a rice field. I still couldn't see around because
we were focused on my mother. We moved the stuff into the room (a long room that reminds me of the dormitory) and placed the stuff randomly.
FYI, (finally, I knew it) this place is owned
by Pak Engkim, he lived with his family and his assistants, the location is at
Katomas village on the border of Pagaden and Binong, in front of his house
there was a huge material shop, people called it “Material Panjang”. People
around here know Mr. Engkim so well.
My first impression about this place was that I felt like spending the summer holiday in a Javanese village, trust me, the temperature is so
hot and I wondered if they survived hehe
Let me describe this place. The house is built
in the middle of a rice field and there is a small path which is connected to the
house and the road. In front of the longhouse, there was a medium concrete yard, and after that, a small mosque (musholla) made of bamboo bilik (bamboo strap
which is plaited by hand used for the wall or floor of Sundanesse traditional building).
On the left there is a catfish pond and the other pond (I still don't know its function), also there
was a crop planted, and all building is united in one area. There is a river
after the house and the railways, so we (always) can hear the sound of train
bells from here, especially at night or dawn.
We stayed in the dormitory hehe, they provided a
slight bed for the patient and carpets for the keeper, in other words: we
slept on the floor, no bed again T.T Fortunately I prepared a sleeping bag just
for myself hehe
My daily activities start with shubuh praying,
then glucose checking and blood pressure checking, taking a bath for my mother and
myself (and washing the clothes). After that, I inject insulin into her body 15
minutes before breakfast. I brought her outside to sunbathe, no longer
than my mother eating her meals. Sometimes I challenge her to move her
left body, especially her fingers and it will end up with her frustrated face :)
THE METHODS
Pak Engkim used 2 ways of healing, the 1st is
by herbs and the 2nd is by massage.
HERBS
3 times a day his assistant would bind my mother's body (only for the stroke part) with their special potions, in the
morning, in the afternoon, and in the night. The potion is made from smashed
ginger, casava, and chili, which are blended and packaged with fabrics before
attaching to my mother's body, she said that the potion is super hot. It took
around 2 hours for binding time or until my mother felt so hot. The purpose is
to stimulate the nerves until the deepest of skin layers.
In the morning his assistant would give my
mother kuning / kunyit / kunir water (it’s made from smashed turmeric and a
little bit of water which was filtered), and in the afternoon his assistant would
give my mother beras kencur water (it’s made from smashed rice and kencur and
a little bit of water which was filtered) sometimes they give pandan water
(it’s made from smashed pandanus leaf and a little bit of water which was
filtered) all depend on my mother condition. That’s all for the drink.
MASSAGE
There is one man who does the massages, he knows better the nerves and the veins in our body as a neurologist but without formal education. He would
massage Pak Engkim patient once in 2 days because he worried the patient couldn't accept the pain after massage. So far he’s good but my mother hates him hehe...
He always gave the pain, please... it’s his job, Mom.
I enjoyed waking up in the morning by the rays
of sunrise, the rare moment of my regular day, peeking (FYI, my sleeping
position is in front of the door, so I had the day in widescreen) from my
sleeping bag made me feels in camping mode hehe
Maybe because nothing (serious) to do here, I
can sleep early in the night and my day is no longer than sleeping, eating,
washing clothes, writing a journal (yes! I had something to do), and another unproductive activity just for killing the time. I hope she’s doing well soon and has her life
as before.
The worst problem is she had around 2 weeks without
going to the washroom, she had a stomach problem. I gave her the calomel but still
not work, I gave her 2 times and nothing happened!. So we’re moving seriously, I bought her dulcol*x (bullet shape) which using by entering from
the (sorry) butt, and... success !!!
Then... the problem continued, now she had a serious stomachache, a very bad problem. She can stop at the washroom, it
has been 3 days and won't stop. We must work harder because she can't move or
leave her bed, so .. here I am... stuck cleaning the diapers T.T
After those difficult days, we planned to send
her to their recommended doctor, dr. Iwan. He is a famous doctor here (Binong
and around) and has a lot of patients during his workday, so we need to make an
appointment by phone to avoid the queue, we’ve got the 110th (even) after making an appointment. Popularity is a guarantee, at least it’s my impression while
looking at him checking my mother's condition, he explained well about the disease, and how to control and handle it.
The cost is average (for average people) around 6 digits (000,000) including the medicine, we like the doctor because he
convinces my mother (as I said, she is stubborn and wouldn't believe until she
finds the truth by herself) and made her waiting for the next appointment 10
days after.
For almost 2 weeks we have stayed here, In the beginning, she used the wheelchair, then she tried to walk by holding onto 2 men (her
ex-worker and Mr. Engkim's assistant) the progress is slow but she needs to face
it, it’s better than sitting on the wheelchair in the day. Cheers, Mom!!!
(re)thinking about the last month made me realize maybe this is the reason why
I am still unemployed (oh please... really?) maybe this is my turn to take care of my mother, to return back around 11 years that I spent separated from
her, for all the caring that she always gave to me, this is not enough...
still not enough. T.T
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