The month of May, what i could recall is just studies and replacement classes. Oh and not missing out the "assignments". Year two degree is just so much more to deal with than what I expect. But glad that I still make it through and proudly saying that I am still able to cope.
However, sad to say that the last week of May wasnt quite pleasant for me. It was a hectic week back then. Dad was hit by minor stroke and was admitted to hospital for thorough checkup and treatment. So my life for that week was just back and forth from college to hospital and back home. My usual time for meal gone haywire, and my preparation for finals didnt happen as what I planned. But despite of the routine in life that went off track, it was more off an emotional week to me. All it need is just a week for me to realize many things in life.
That night when I heard the news that dad was admitted and needed to stay back in the hospital, I couldnt really respond from that. Its a shocking news for me beacuse I know better than anyone else that my dad has always been a healthy man. But anyhow, sometimes when sickness came looking for u out of no where, you just gota treat them and call it a fate. The whole week when I was companying and taking care of dad in the hospital, noticing his behaviour makes me realize that "Ah, dad is getting older now." Its really time for us to payback for what we was given. We kids will grow, so as our parents. We are getting more mature and turning into adult, but on the other hand, our parents are aging and sometimes they may no longer do things as usual like they could before. Its really important for us to show our patience and guide them all the way. Just like what they did to us when we were younger back then.
It was just simple task that I could help dad to do when he was in the hospital, but I am proud that I could at least do these little itsy bitsy thing. Simple actions like, Handling over his tablets onto his wrinkly palms, giving him a cup of warm water, serving him his meal, describing dad's condition to his friends and colleagues who came and visit, and even talking to him to keep him away from boredom, I just hope that all these could contribute to his recovery and maybe warms his heart that have been staying at this cold place.
However, I know that despite me being exhausted, my mum actually suffers more than me. I could tell even she didnt voice out. Her worries about dad's health condition and recovery progress really drains her physcologically. She has been working and travelling to hospital everyday too. So knowing that dad is now in the hospital and mum being busier than usual, even though I have worries, stress and emotions, I just have to keep it to myself hoping that what was hidden wont add on their burden.
But blessing in disguise, dad's recovery was so much faster. As what everyone wished him, dad is really having a speedy recovery. Even the doctor also praised my dad's determination. It was all about his thoughts that keeps him strong. The whole week when dad was admitted, I really misses him being at home. Its just uneasy and like somepart of the house was gone missing when he was not around. But now, dad is finally back at our home sweet home. Our family members took over the close monitoring job that was done by the nurses and doctors in the hospital all these while. I am really glad that dad is getting better and finally came home after a long week stay in the hospital.
Dad,
This past whole week when I was companying u, it really struck my head that I need to take care of you and mum. On and off talking to your friends and colleagues who came by visiting makes me felt like I am really a grown up now. I really need to become a daughther that you all could count on and could feel proud of. Do take care of ur health and recover soon. We will always be by your side to support you. PLease promise me that you would not fall sick again. Cause we really need you around.
1st June 2011,
POLY
