To say that life is too short is an understatement. Rather, life is very much unpredictable. It begins when no one really expects it much to spur and it ends when no one really anticipate it to happen. (Emphasis on the word really).
Tonight, after our BOD meeting, my dad and I rushed to the hospital to visit my aunt Tita Vangie. At first I thought it was one of those heart attacks she has been having since she's beginning to age but much to my surprise, it was way way way way way (and i mean way) different from a mild infarction. As I type, she's breathing through a respirator and in a comatose.
The first stories I heard was that she was rushed to the hospital this morning and was in critical condition since then. When I got to talk my mom I realized she was brought to the hospital last night, DEAD ON ARRIVAL. She was revived but unfortunately, has been sufferring from seizures. The revival caused her blood to shoot up and the seizures caused the death of quite a number of her brain cells.
Now she's lying in a hospital bed, unresponsive and "barely" alive. My other aunt, who is a nurse, told us that she can still hear us.
Maybe the fact that she's still in bed breathing should be enough to just feel fine at the moment and be very much hopeful. We are really hopeful but we have been told that we have to prepare. Even my aunt nurse talked to my cousins (Tita Vangie's children) already to ask forgiveness and to tell her they love her... while she can still hear us. It's a bit frustrating and very much regretful but yes......... she's nearing another beginning.
Grabe! At the moment I am so regretful. Now I know why I can't forget her face when she asked me to go to her birthday party. I wanted to! I really wanted to! I don't know what but something was telling me that I NEEDED to go to her birthday. But, I didn't. I do have a reason but right now, I don't think it was a plausible excuse. Bad bad niece. Bad bad niece! :( :( :(
I'm sad. I'm really sad. :(
I remember during our Christmas reunion when I was going all around the place trying to get a picture of my dad's siblings. Then she stopped me and asked to take a picture of her. (She is the wife of my dad's eldest brother). I took her picture and then went on with what I was planning to do. It was the first time she asked me to do that. I feel like it was a sign...
3 days... 3 days.... 3 days......
Our clan is in grief right now, hoping for everything to be fine but preparing ourselves as well. :( It's a hard time for all of us and at many times tonight, my tears had been attempting to overflow. I'm trying to keep it in and show the rest of them that I'm strong. Maybe that will help 'em be strong too.
3 short days........................................................
:( Oh God, do whatever it is that will make her feel better, whether it leaves us in grief or not. All we know is that whatever happens, You'll be there to help us get through this.
We trust in You.
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