Daddy's gone.. Bye Daddy... :(
Daddy's gone.. To a far far away place.. Where now, only angels will look after him. Maybe Mummy and Gramp can look after him too, but I will not be able to do so anymore.
Hospital called me this morning at 11.30am to say Dad was in a critical condition and they had no idea why coz he was doing so well. And by the time all of us reached hospital, he had left us. My tears have been rolling down since then and I've been unable to stop them from rolling down my cheeks. I no longer have control over them. They have their own life.
So many things running through my mind.. How much I have worried about medical bills, about his recovery and where he would stay then.. What am I going to do after work from now on? I no longer have a routine. I'm lost.. Bewildered..
Then I start thinking about how I used to visit Dad in hospital. All the things that I had promised him in order to make him recover faster. Told him I will bring him to Bangkok when he's well, give him a supplementary credit card, taught him how to kiss me goodbye every time before I left hospital. How he bullied me to massage for him, told me he was scared, how I would pacify him. Everything just keeps swimming in my mind.
Woke up with a headache. Headache is still there. Cried too much. Lost.. I'm an orphan at 26. Sighz.. Shall go sleep. Need to wake up at 7am to collect his body from mortuary. Lots to do and arrange.
Nitez Daddy...
Hospital called me this morning at 11.30am to say Dad was in a critical condition and they had no idea why coz he was doing so well. And by the time all of us reached hospital, he had left us. My tears have been rolling down since then and I've been unable to stop them from rolling down my cheeks. I no longer have control over them. They have their own life.
So many things running through my mind.. How much I have worried about medical bills, about his recovery and where he would stay then.. What am I going to do after work from now on? I no longer have a routine. I'm lost.. Bewildered..
Then I start thinking about how I used to visit Dad in hospital. All the things that I had promised him in order to make him recover faster. Told him I will bring him to Bangkok when he's well, give him a supplementary credit card, taught him how to kiss me goodbye every time before I left hospital. How he bullied me to massage for him, told me he was scared, how I would pacify him. Everything just keeps swimming in my mind.
Woke up with a headache. Headache is still there. Cried too much. Lost.. I'm an orphan at 26. Sighz.. Shall go sleep. Need to wake up at 7am to collect his body from mortuary. Lots to do and arrange.
Nitez Daddy...
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