gnostic
The Lost One
My dad passed away in the hospital bed, last Friday night, 10:51 PM.
He has being in this hospital since Tuesday. He had history of asthma, but the latest cold and chest infection had taken a toll on his already weakened lungs and heart. His body wasn't getting rid of CO2 in his blood streams, so he couldn't walk or sit up on his own. Yesterday morning, when he did wake up, the doctor said there were nothing more they could do except make him comfortable.
My mum was gone since March, and I think that he missed her greatly, had lost interests in day-to-day life without her.
His name is Chiu, he is 87, born in the year of the rabbit, in a neighbouring village to my mum's village, outside of Guangzhou (Canton), China.
We will all sorely miss him. But like my mum, he is now with his ancestors, and he is with my mum.
He has being in this hospital since Tuesday. He had history of asthma, but the latest cold and chest infection had taken a toll on his already weakened lungs and heart. His body wasn't getting rid of CO2 in his blood streams, so he couldn't walk or sit up on his own. Yesterday morning, when he did wake up, the doctor said there were nothing more they could do except make him comfortable.
My mum was gone since March, and I think that he missed her greatly, had lost interests in day-to-day life without her.
His name is Chiu, he is 87, born in the year of the rabbit, in a neighbouring village to my mum's village, outside of Guangzhou (Canton), China.
We will all sorely miss him. But like my mum, he is now with his ancestors, and he is with my mum.