29 May — A Milestone Moment for Sanomedical AsiaPac
An incredible day to celebrate! We are proud to officially announce that we have been awarded the SAIP factory, marking the beginning of our manufacturing journey in Asia Pacific.
With the keys in hand and the support of the Ministry of Industrial Development and Entrepreneurship Sabah, we’re all set to move in and begin operations.
This is more than a new facility — it’s a launchpad for innovation, impact, and regional growth. Exciting times ahead!
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The Call That Changed Everything—Right After the Celebration

Right after signing the official documents at about 4pm, I received a call from Godma Lucy. My heart sank as she told me my mum had fallen. I rushed home to find her lying on the floor—conscious, but unable to move her left leg. Something in me knew this was serious.
I immediately called Pastor Dr John, who’s not only our family’s spiritual guide but also a doctor at Gleneagles. He helped arrange for an ambulance to pick her up from our home in Indah Permai.
Thank God she was awake and aware, though clearly in pain. At the Emergency Department, we got her x-ray done right away and the news hit hard. A fractured neck of femur.

Mum now needs a hip replacement.
It’s a reminder that life can change in a heartbeat. From milestones to medical emergencies all in a single day.

Plans Changed, But Love Remained

This weekend from 30 May to 2 June was meant to be a long-awaited break, a public holiday here in Sabah for the Harvest Festival. We had everything lined up perfectly. Our godson Asher and his family flew in, Paecy and her family came all the way from Melaka, and the plan was simple — 12 of us, 8 adults and 4 kids, heading off to Kundasang for a family holiday.
We had it all mapped out. A cosy stay booked, BBQ plans ready, excitement building. Even Amilia’s birthday was carefully planned. We would celebrate it on the night of the 29th so we could travel early on the 30th and make the most of our time together. It was all supposed to be joyful, loud, full of laughter and warmth. But life had other plans.
On the afternoon of the 29th, everything came to a halt. One phone call changed the tone of the entire weekend. My mum had fallen, and suddenly instead of packing bags and prepping food, we were rushing to the hospital, trying to stay calm, trying to understand what had just happened. The family trip was cancelled. Judith still made the journey for a day trip on the 30th, holding on to a piece of what was meant to be a longer memory. But the rest of us stayed back, gathered around a hospital bed instead of a mountain view. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
But amidst the chaos, what stood strong was love. Everyone rallied. We still celebrated Amilia’s birthday, even if differently. Less laughter maybe, but more meaning. Because sometimes plans change, but love doesn’t. And in moments like this, you realise that being together, even in hard places, is its own kind of celebration.

A Photo to Remember

This is the ball of my mum’s hip, removed during surgery and now sealed in a bag. I took this photo not to be graphic, but to remember.
To remember the fall that changed everything
To remember the strength my mum showed through pain
To remember the moment our plans stopped but our love didn’t
To remember how fragile the human body is and how resilient the human spirit can be
Sometimes healing begins with holding space for what was lost, even if it fits in the palm of your hand.

Today, Mum Walked

Today, Mum took her first steps and it felt nothing short of a miracle. No pain. Just strength, courage, and a smile that said everything.
“But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
— Isaiah 40:31

Truly, God is faithful. Every step is grace.
During those days in the hospital, sleep was rare. But I’m so grateful I made the decision to get the x-ray done. That one step helped us see the truth early and gave Mum the care she needed, right on time.
What started as fear and uncertainty has slowly turned into healing and peace. From the floor of our home to the hospital room, from surgery to recovery, every step has been a testimony of grace.
Today, I saw her smile again. And now Dr Dharma says she can go home tomorrow.
We didn’t make it to the mountains this weekend. Our plans were paused. But what we gained was something deeper. The power of prayer, the strength of family, and the quiet, steady miracle of watching someone you love rise again.
Through it all, God has been faithful. And today, seeing her smile again, worshiping Jesus — that’s all the proof I need. God has been faithful every step of the way.