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Thursday, July 27, 2006

I ♥ Squadron 1:10 AM

And my dad's condition is worsen. He's getting sick and more sicked as the days pass by. It's all due to his smoking. He's been smoking more than half of his life. Like about 40 years of his life is spent on wasting life by smoking.

And about two nights ago, he was rushed to the hospital due to stomach cramp that was severe. Neva heard my dad shouting in pain before.. It was scary.. I kept on thinking that he was going to die. I was praying hard when we were on the way to CGH. And I really felt that I should be in his place. Coz he's been working hard to meet the financial needs of the family, so shagged and old, and yet to have to suffer the pain. If it was me, it would have been better. I've had history of gastric, at least I know what to expect and how to control and manage the pain. I'm prepared. But my dad's a lil hot headed. He doesn't wanna stop smoking. Maybe he does, but he can't.

Like what happened today, was that he went out without bringing his so called 'life pack'. And the moment he reached home, he started puff away and then he felt a pain in his chest, and was like coughing and in pain. My mom was like crying and siriusly couldn't take it to see him in so much pain. Neither could any of us. Luckily Darwisy was there to be the tension reliever.

I guess the boyfriend is right, kids do make a difference. And I do hope for the day that my dad will stop smoking after much pestering from the 4 year old Darwisy. All I can do now is just pray. And hope that Allah will hear my prayers and protect my family from all kind of sickness. And the boyfriend and his family too.

Anyhow, I'm getting all so busy with school it's been 2 weeks since I met him. MISS HIM SOOO MUCH!!

Note: To the boyfriend, stop puffing. ;)