2 WEEKS AGO

3 Feb 2006 night, daddy went back to the Lord, ended his stay here… did very well in his fight which had encouraged many many who visited him….

However, always feel that he’s still here with me. Seems just like yesterday that we’re having lunch together by his bed… he’s chatting with me… shooting the 2 naughty birdies that stole his food & medicine, etc…

He’s always been a very strong-willed man. Even 2 days before he’s gone, he could still speak with a loud voice, was active with his hands, highly alert with excellent eye-sight… none of the visitors & his fellow patient neighbours believed he’s nearing the end of his life.

2 Feb noon, as usual I rushed to the hospital during lunch to spend some time with daddy. The sight shocked me upon arrival… he’s already on oxygen mask & he looked so weak. Once he saw me, he tried his best to remove his mask & told me (1) to take good care of mum (2) to be happy. Those were his last words spoken to me, to us. That night he could no longer talk but he communicated with us through writing. Yes, he wrote 1½ pages of notepad, telling us he’s already very thankful & contented that God answered his prayers & gave him a few more days to be with us for CNY, & that it’s his blessings to go back to Him. Who would believe he could still write despite the heavy dosage of morphine given to him through a tube 24/7??
Around 11pm, we all left the hospital except my bro… had made the arrangement that me & hubby were to return & take over duty at 4am. But just after we’d reached home, we’re all asked to rush back to the hospital immediately as his BP dropped drastically. So all of us stayed by his bed the whole night including the 2 lil gals.

3 Feb 7.30am, hubby & I went straight to work with only half an hour’s sleep for the whole night. I was clad with a singlet & slacks, without brushing my teeth/washing my face. My honey was no better. Daddy could still nod his head when we told him we’re leaving for work.
3pm+, returned to the hospital. There’s completely no response from him already no matter how much we called him. Believing he could still hear us, I continued to speak to him.
7.30pm+, believe the Holy Spirit prompted me… somehow he seemed not right to me though I couldn’t tell what’s wrong. Only me & an aunt were there as Vince was getting dinner for us downstairs. I called the nurse to check on his condition & it’s then that we discovered he’d lost his pulse rate. My mum arrived shortly after & I rushed my siblings & their families to the hospital. That was the 3rd alarming recall in 2 days. In the midst, mum spoke to him & after, I noticed tears from his eyes. He really heard us…!
Thank God every1 in the family managed to be there with my sis being the last. It's only 60mins+ after discovering his condition…

Everything was a blur the following days. The focus then was to take extra care of our mum & to be united. The pain was compensated a lil by the sibling harmony & love we shared. I know daddy would be very happy as he had always valued family ties.

Thank God I’ve an extremely wonderful husband. Very glad to see that he’s so well accepted by every1… & in the family, besides the excellent co-operation when comes to serious tasks, the teasing-one-another part can really be hilarious. And for the 1st time, I heard my mum praised him in front of all the relatives that night.

Still very sad but trying to live like normal. The main reason is I know daddy would want us to do that. Just like he’d set the perfect example after knowing his own condition 1 yr ago & he’d always been so encouraging, so thoughtful till the day he left.

Daddy is so strong. As his children, we can’t let him down.
And like what I suggested to be put on his tablet - he’s ALWAYS DEARLY MISSED BY FAMILY.