Our parents wedding anniversary is coming soon, but this Christmas is an un-merry one for my mum. Her recent eye-op for cataracts had an infection. My dad also has been diagnosed with cataracts in both eyes & mind you, he is being monitored by the polyclinic, but his cataracts was discovered by the optician that my mum asked me & Bert to bring him too.
Then this morning around 1030am, my mum's maid called me frantically to come over quickly as my dad something happened.
I panicked. Then I thought...what can I do if I rush there? I'm not a doctor. So I called back to tell them I had called the ambulance. I was frightened as I heard my mum's wailing in the background for my dad not to leave her. Then when I called back, my brother told me mum managed to revive dad and dad refused to go to the hospital. He asked me to cancel the ambulance. I told my bro to persuade my mum to persuade dad to go for a checkup as I was afraid he had just suffered a mild stroke. He had fainted over breakfast with his head slumbed over his chest and his whites of his eyes were showing.
He was conscious when the paramedics arrived. They found his oxygen level low (93 whereas the normal level is 97) and gave him the oxygen gas mask. Seems his sugar level was low too.
You see, my dad had an episode where he was hospitalised, and due to his weakness of voice, muscles and bad hearing and eyesight, he was ignored by hospital staff. He can't ask for water as it is hard to understand him. He needs assistance to move about as the beds are very high at the hospitals than at home where he is more mobile. So he had a bad experienced. Hence, he is reluctant to go. Besides, most old people go in don't make it out.
Luckily, he was only sent to the Observation Room at the hospital, did a brain scan (all clear) a blood test and was diagnosed as having had a fit. Seems like fits are common in old people. He was discharged at 3:30pm and given an appointment to see the neurologist in 2 weeks time (21 Dec).
We thank God & Blessed Mother Mary for protecting my dad.
Tiffany was afraid she'll lose Ah Kong before she can say goodbye. Felicia was a little red-eyed but tried to be stoic by saying everyone has to go one day. Bless my little angels that they were with me today, to guide me, console me and support me as we three trooped down to the A&E today to see their beloved Ah Kong.
Please help pray for my parents to have a blessed Christmas this year although the joy & peace & hope of the Christ Child seem so far from them during this period.
Thanks for all your prayers.
Love
Theresa
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