A new low

Today is an even worse day, my sis broke the news to me that my dad is going for enderscopy or something... My sis told me that the Dr was suspecting it might be a cancer of the stomach. This enderscopy will put a pipe through my dad’s anal and try to check his stomach. I really hope and pray.... with all my might that the check will reveal some minor problems. The trials and tribulation of going through all this pain inside is killing me, I'm so worried about these right now:

1. My dad's health


2. VYWork

This list seems to grow and grow....

I'm going back to Melaka this weekend, I really want to spend time with my dad. I don't want to go out with my friends. I want to spend it with my dad. I want to make sure he's happy. I want to go to the temple to pray. I really want to.

I was told that my dad needs to eat something to clear the stomach at 3am on Monday and then check into the hospital at 10am. My god, my dad will be on drips. I’m angry! Angry! Worried! Everything!! Can’t they do it some other way?? My dad will have to purge whatever in his stomach overnight. I can imagine how weak is my dad going to be.

My dad, he is a proud person as he is in the medicine line. When he’s sick he would not admit it. I know him, but he’s telling me that he’s old and he is sick when I call home. He even told that to my aunt!! I am hurt. I am really worried.

Sorry world, I’m feeling sad, hurt, angry, desperate and frustration all in one.

Why? Why? Why? is the question which is going through my brains. Hope that tomorrow will at least bring me some good news.