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ICU - 5th day

Got a call from the hopital at 8:07am today. His BP dropped significantly - 56/33. They asked me to come immediately.

I rushed out with the same clothes i wore, ouldnt care much. It was trafic everywhere, i was driving recklessly. Suddenly i wanted to listen to worship songs, i switched it on my phone, i chose Hillsong's Hosanna. When it finished, these were the following songs:

1) How do i live without you - LeeAnn Rimes
2) i need a doctor - Dr.Dre/Eminem
3) i will survive - gloria gaynor....

Coincident?

Reached hospital after 40 mins. Dr. Ting told me to be prepared, his condition is really weak. I said i understand. They are trying their best. But his life is in God's hand.

Now I am sitting here right beside him, writing this blog. I really pray for him to let go already.

Papa,

It's ok to let go. We will take care of Granny. You don't have to worry. Mum, leonard, i will be taking care of her. Don't worry about Paul's college fees, muma already prepared everything for him. There will be enough money for him to study when time comes.

I told you before, and I am telling you again. We all have forgiven you, and I hope you forgive us as well. I am sorry for not spending more time with you in the past 10 years. I let anger and hatred covers my heart. It wasnt easy for all of us i would admit. The last 2 weeks has been both heart wrenching and happiest time we had together.

Never expect the time goes by that fast. I could have one more.

Papa, again, its ok o let go. We will miss you as you are. We will ever forget you no matter what happened. We love you.

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