Father Is Hospitalised

Father's vomitting and giddiness had worsened. He was admitted to the hospital and sent for brain scan. After fetching Alyssa from English class, I took a bus to the hospital. On my way to the hospital, alot of things went through my mind. Father had given up so much for us and his grandchildren. It was in the last couple of years that he really "enjoyed" life. I wept because I felt sad for him. I hope he could be around and strong enough to enjoy his golden years. It was 9.40 pm when I reached the hospital. He had fallen asleep, looking very pale. Spent sometime sitting there watching him (thank goodness the hospital allowed). He woke up just when I was about to leave. He told me that he would need to undergo more tests the next day. Spent another lonesome hour travelling home.... having a throbbing headache and too mentally exhausted to sleep.