I really have to thank GOD for protecting my Dad.
He was sent in at 8am. We waited for almost 9 hours before he comes out. He's safe and quite stable. I'm glad.
But seeing my ever-so-strong Dad is now supported with so much medication and a few machines hurts me a lot.
Now, I just hope his wound, inner and outer would be heal soon nicely and come home soon.
A home without a Dad is like a house without lights.
My house is so quiet and down without him at home.
**End**
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