Thursday, November 4, 2010

discharge

i don't remember how many times we cried in the hospital. the moment the body was being pushed out of the mortuary, i cried.

i was the one who sent my dad into the hospital. we took the ambulance in, now we leaving the hospital by the casket vehicle.

i always thought that one day he would be discharged, i will bring him back home. yes, he may be bedridden until the day he left us, quality of life may be a big question mark, but we will spend more time with him, plan something for him and give him some new pass time activities.

even until the very last night of 回光返照,we still using "discharge" as a bait to stimulate his fighting spirit. we hid the truth that he may not be able to walk out the hospital alive. when i saw his body being pushed out of the mortuary, the first question that flashed my mind was, does my dad know the way home? it was his greatest wish since he was warded. now, finally we were going home...

i couldn't help crying and shouting...

老爸,我们回家了...


2 comments:

  1. We've discussed in the wake that it started off with our grand parents, then parents and then folks at our age. Yes we all know this universal fact but does this knowing add any value for the moments to come?

    When the time comes, yes we shall mourn. However, this knowing does have a significant purpose to remind us when such pain arrived. That is ... Nothing can ever change what had happened and we (the living) have a life to go on. Time to move on bro...

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  2. I looked at my comments made 5 years ago and have a different thought. Knowing and experienced something is totally a different thing. I'm not saying that one needs to do something bad in order to know it's bad but in terms of pain no one can proclaim he understand/feel the same till he went through the same phase. It's hard not to look back at times for the lost of loved ones even after years... I wish and hope you will look back to the one who first love you one day. Knowing He had stepped on earth to experience what we've suffered and lost. May your eyes and ears be opened once again my brother...

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