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Tuesday, April 21, 2009 1:43 PM
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And for the first time, after such unfortunate incident I narratively tackled in my previous post, I saw my uncle Papa Peng with his current health condition.. This morning I went with my aunt, cousin and cousin-in-law to VETERANS MEMORIAL MEDICAL CENTER to personally visit him.. He was in COMA.. Clinically speaking, he was already BRAIN DEAD.. Upon seeing him lying on his bed unconscious, with a respirator tube sticking out from his mouth, eyes heavily shut from the world he used to enjoy, a subtle tear fell hurriedly down from my eyes.. Tremendous grief suddenly enveloped me.. I felt we we're just ticking time out till his last breath.. Nothing would ever get worst than that.. Indeed! With a tear from my eye, I can't help but remember the good times I've had with him.. And these memories even fueled the grief which had overwhelmed my being.. Seeing him in this helplessly ill state brought shiver to my bones and threw excruciating pain in my heart.. Everything happened so sudden.. And it all drastically went out of hand.. And pretty sooner than we could ever anticipate, he might already be leaving us.. As much as we want to ease his agony and help him to win over this battle triumphantly, we remain unable to do so.. For he was already in the late stage of his COMA.. A stage wherein the patient would never wake up from that deep sleep and would no longer be the same person he was before losing that vital pulse of life.. Thus, all that was left for us to do was to make the family develop that strength we badly need as we face the final days, hours, minutes or even seconds of his life.. Before the end of the day, his caregiver came in the office of my cousin-in-law where we stayed waiting for my other cousin to arrive, bringing us some unusual news I could not even make myself believe that mere instant. According to her, Papa Peng dropped a tear thrice.. I find it completely absurd.. How would he be able to do so when his eyes were deeply shut and were already somewhat bulging out for they were immensely swollen?! After a few minutes, my cousin arrived.. Right there and then, the family went to MITU to bid Papa Peng goodbye as we we're already about to go home.. As we we're walking our way to his bed, I could not really believe what I saw.. A tear ran down his right eye which really kind of shocked us and had everyone in awe.. He might have sensed or felt that we we're all going near him which made him burst into tears unceasingly.. With those tears, we felt the struggles that he had been going through.. We felt every single pain that he was then suffering from.. We felt how bad he gravely missed us.. MISSED to see us with his bare eyes.. MISSED to talk and kiss us with his own lips.. MISSED to feel or hug us with his own arms.. Each of us then went near his ear and told whatever it was we wanted to say.. Usually an assurance that we do love him so much and that we'd always be there by his side no matter what.. We also gave him hope that he'd be able to overcome this grueling trial and that sooner than he could ever imagine, he'd already go home and get things back to normal.. It was really hard seeing him in that state.. But we promised to give him a great blast of this life that he would forever cherish as he goes onto his next life..
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