Flying To Malaysia.

An early morning blood test before flying off to KL.

Apparently my mom managed to have an appointment set up with this Ustaz through her Malaysian cousin's contacts, bla, bla, bla.

Checked into the Ascott, had a quick lunch at this blah place. Then off to meet my mom's cousin at the Plaza Tol near Bangi. Then off to another relative, who then finally took us to this Ustaz' place.

Sat for awhile in his living room while he was tending to this other lady. Then, after telling him what my problem was he read a few surahs or whatever, gave me some water to drink and bathe with, then asked us to come back that night.

So drove back to the city, showered, had dinner, then drove back to the Ustaz' place. What happened that night was one of the single most strange things I'd ever experienced. I laugh about it now, but sitting there that night gave me the heebie jeebies so bad that I spent the rest of the nights in KL sleeping with my parents! It was something straight out of a horror movie man! I can't bring myself to write down what happened, but I'll never forget it.