Well, the ABP-BH came and went, all results were as expected but what was really interesting was what nearly happened to me up top in Genting Highlands.
When i was travelling up to Genting Highlands, i realised something really weird happening to my body... i felt my breathing was starting to be restricted. My chest felt a bit tight but there was no wheezing, which was an indication for me that i wasn't getting an asthma attack but i couldn't understand why i was feeling that way, I just make bodo and plodded along like nothing was happening until the makeup session when i really started to feel weird. In my mind, visions of the Raihan singer who died due to asthma in Genting a couple of years back started playing in my head.
Not wanting to be branded paranoid or anything, i just quietly mentioned to my manager about my troubles, just to make sure that there are oxygen facilities or even an ambulance handy during the ABP-BH show that night.
Come showtime, everybody was excited and raring to go. The whole 'celebrity' community was abuzz with excitement and anticipation. My manager Shima, frantically tried to organize my request, she had been informed earlier that there will usually be two ambulances on standby at the venue, but after checking the ambulance wasn't there that night. Ahh sudah!! I had hoped that my chest thingy would have gone away by then, but it didn't. People were asking me "can you do the show, can you do the show?"... i had no answer. i didn't want to let Erma and Umie down. When we were preparing for the performance my chest started to let up a bit but so i decided to do the show but as time was nearing the start of the show, my chest started to feel tight again. I felt like someone was playing yo-yo with my chest and it wasn't of the hip-hop kind. That is when i told myself the biggest victory that i would win that nite was not any trophy, but my life. I thought wether that was the last time i would see my kids and Chris (very the drama , i know but it literally is that way.) I was thinking if i collapse who could carry me... i know i am a damn heavy fella....takkan diorang nak bawak masuk crane nak angkat i !!!.... macammana crane tu nak naik genting????... i was thinking " If i died, tanah perkuburan mana my family nak tanam i ah?
PARANOIA MELANDA DIRIKU.
Before i went on to do the show, my manager said to me that THE AMBULANCE is here and is on standby. LEGA hati gue. So i dengan tanpa segan silu atau malu-malu kodok dengan semangat tidak mahu let the show down, pergilah buat performance DIVA POPULAR tu.
AND confirm... true enough after the show, muka i jadi pucat macam baru tengok result SPM bahasa Malaysia i dulu (takut kantoi BM, SPM tak dapat grade 1) nafas i amat tak teratur... tapi masih boleh berjalan. Selepas berdegil sebentar pasal memikirkan yang tak macho-la CIP KODOK naik ambulan... Gua pun naikla ambulan dan mengoxygenkan diri dan tiba-tiba rasa macam ada orang bubuh gas dalam belon yakni dada i dan mulalah bernafas dengan normal.
Saya amat bersyukur kepada Tuhan kerana sentiasa mengingatkan saya betapa kecilnya saya ni walaupun orang kata saya bigfoot punya anak kerana saiz badan saya. Saya ingin mengucapkan terimakasih kepada Pengurus saya, yang betul-betul made sure that my keselamatan came first. Thanks to The Genting Highlands management kerana mengambil berat yang teramat terhadap saya and thanks to Mawi because i sememangnya dah takde space kat rumah nak parking Kia Optima tu. Heehee.
Aku yang kodok.