Today, seemingly, like all other days of the week, actually turned into horror.

6am, heard daddy in my room and banging the air-con, which is wailing out happily like a banshee.

Was suppose to go out with GFs today, to Orchard for sushi, movie and jalan. But GN had something on and could only go out at 2. That was about 8am when Bong smsed me about the problem and we were all up thinking over the plan.

After churning up most of my brain juice (damn hard in the morning somemore), I came up with the most fantastic plan of going to E!hub to play games at Nebo, wait for GN to come and watch movie, bowling and finally dinner at Subway.

Planned to meet jun 11.15 at Simei since she was still a direction-idiot :x and didnt know where E!hub was. By then it was ardy 9(?) No sense for me to continue sleeping so I went to play my comp.

Heard Daddy opened his room door and walk out. And he stood at my doorway mumbling something & hurrying to wear his shirt. I could barely make out what he said "Girl, call an ambulance."

Shock can! I nearly forgot the number for it but luckily I remembered larh, just 3 digits only anyway.
"Hello, what is the emergency?"
"er, my dad has a heart attack"
Something along that context anyway, Daddy never told me what happened, just told me to call. And I was thinking heart attack was that best way to make them send an ambulance asap.

But actually my Dad has a mild stroke in the right side of his face and arms. Followed Daddy out of the house, leaving my comp on and everything. I didnt even have the time to brush my teeth. Waited at the block downstairs, quite fast, about 10 15 mins it came ardy. I was surprisingly calm..

The only time I teared was when Daddy told me something like he cant support us already and everything, and that he tried his best.. Iyah just didnt like listening to thing that suggest that my Dad was weak and all.

After going up the ambulance, Daddy has to suffer a round of questionnaire from the FCUKING TRAINEEs, then daddy was given the oxygen thingy. While the trainees were questioning my dad, the ambulance didnt even move can. Just parked there like some kuku and waiting for I dont know what.

Called Jie to wake her up, told her the situation, or rather I mumbled la, didnt want to speak too loud cos daddy was still being questioned by the trainees. Jie dont know is still sleepy or what, she assumed that my GFs had pangseh-ed me and I was crying Funny she should have that impression. Anyway I was told that we were heading for Changi General Hospital. Moved out after 8 mins, like finally.

Reached CGH, Dad was given a CTC scan and everything. Called Jie again, apparently she didnt know her way around, and I had a fcuking hard time explaining to her where I was. Finally she came and we waited for more than an hour for the doctor to come out. Was told that it was a mini stroke/warning stroke, means maybe there was a major one in the future. BAH. Went in to see Daddy, (still under observation) choked on my words and cried again.

Jie went to buy breakfast for daddy, and he was moved to the observation ward to wait for the reports. I pei-ed daddy, a little awkward cos I didnt know how to comfort him arhs, while he's there acting fine & joking. It was actually more painful to see him act that way. The people next to him was one who suffered AIDS and have problems peeing, the other with full stroke. zzzzz!

Moved again to the ward rooms, which Daddy non-chanlantly keep insisting that he's staying in a 3-star hotel, a little disgruntled cos there were no TV. The wards specially catered for people with acute strokes were, as we were told "class-less", so even though daddy opt-ed for a C ward he got aircon! Je even jokingly asked the nurse if the glucose drip could be changed to Heineken beer.

Had all the normal procedures and everything, but Daddy was already on the road to recovery. He had knew that something was wrong when he woke up and when he suspected that he tio stroke he quickly took aspirins (correct me if I'm wrong) to dilute his blood to allow smooth flow and eased the stroke ardy. Smart! He told me that if he had treated it as nothing wrong and went back to sleep he might not have woken up again. scary!

There was this procedures for stroke patients that the doctor would hold the patients limbs and ask them to push at the opposite directions, the doctor was a pregnant lady can! My dad is still as freaking strong as 10 cows put together, so we all kinda worry for the doctor can.. She for sure cant hold down my Daddy de lorhs.

We didnt tell Mummy what happened to Dad til she finished work, cos Daddy & Jie scared that my mum would be too worried to work and that she'll panic. So when Mummy called to ask why the house was so freaking empty during her lunch break Jie just told her that we were at Simei.

Took Daddy down to 7-11 to buy newspaper, the nurses insisted ona wheelchair cos daddy was attached to a drip and it's not good hold the drip in his hand cos of pressure and blah blah that will cause his blood to leak into the tube.

My dad, in a wheelchair. WTH. He's perfectly capable of walking by himself man, why give him this humilation. Not that I dont want to push the wheelchair, but I would have liked it very much to see my dad walk when he still could. What kind of crummy excuse they come up with such as "yada yada.. Let your daddy be king for once la, you drive a taxi right? Ahh... , always you drive your daughters, now they drive you."

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I shall say it again with a larger font, WTH. Just get me the stupid wheely drip holder, which seems to be non-existent in the wards.

Finally 2.30 came, Jie went to fetch Mummy and take down Daddy's dvd player and everything. Mummy's face was.. Indescribable, she tsk-ed in a mockingly/serious tone at daddy, den hurried to his side and .. continue the questionnaire by the trainees.

Visiting hours were from 12-2 & 5-9 , but we stayed there from 12 to 7 hoho, Daddy still has some difficulty drinking properly from the cup, and he insist that it was the cup's fault and that he's not used to drinking warm water. All rubbish of course.

Second round of checkup, and a change of doctors. I assumed that the second doctor was a more senior one. She asked questions more thoroughly. Daddy admitted that he never followed his prescriptions of his medicines, of which she gave him a "teacher to a disobeying children" look. But daddy never told her why and I think it's damn unfair for her to nag at my Daddy that way.

The reason why my dad could stop the prescriptions for both his diabetes & heart problems was

1 ) The polyclinic doctor has discharged my Dad from checkup cos my Dad has successfully kept his sugar lvl in control without taking a single medicine prescribed to him by the doctor. The doctor was actually so happy when he thought it was his medicine that has helped my Dad to keep the blood sugar lvl down, until my dad informed him that he has not touched the medicine at all + took out the packet of medicine and literally threw it back to the doctor's face.
When asked by the exasperated doctor in what way he would like the doctor to help him in, since my dad didnt even touch the medicine, my dad just told him that he wants to be discharged and everything.

2 ) When my dad attended the checkup to see if there was any problem with his heart at some heart specialties centre, the doctor couldnt find anything wrong with my father cos my dad has passed all the test and passed with results befitting a normal man, (even though my dad had a few heart attacks before). The doctor actually wanted to cut up my father to see what was right, or wrong. Making my dad damn pissed cos he didnt want to be used as a guinea pig so to speak. So my Dad didnt take in any of the heart medicine unless he feels something amiss.

The power of the brain is so powerful, Dad always tell me this, and I think it works. Thus I always take for granted that my Dad would always recover and stand up again and again despite everything.
When my dad left his printing company like 3 years ago due to a near bankruptcy, he joined my uncle's fueling company where I see him rarely like every few months once. When the stupid rocketing fuel prices hit last year my uncle's company closed down, and my dad chosed another profession, cabby. In a miracle he studied and gotten his licence in a mere 2 weeks, which others would have taken 2 months to do so.

I was very taken aback by this sudden stroke. But I trust that God would bless my Dad (though I still want to behave as a non-believer), and help my family tide over this crisis.

OMG I've digressed so much!

God-father came around 3 4, way after visiting hours but still~ normal adult adult talk, though this time I could tell if they two were joking or not. Dad expected god-pa to bring roasted pork or duck. Unfortunately for daddy, he came empty-handed haha! Talked til 4.45, in the middle God-dad had a phone call from some DIY workers about fixing up the heater I think.. Talked a little too loud for a hospital. And he actually talked that volume for 20mins or so. *laugh Dad said he saw a cockroach packing up it's luggage and leaving his room due to the "noise pollution".

Joking la, have some sense of humor please.

After god-dad left.. Dad's dinner came, kway teow soup. Damn plain lorhs!! I wouldnt have eat it :( but daddy claims that it was appetising. Stayed around for a bit more, left at 7+ pm

Didnt tell Daddy see you tml or whateverelse in that context. I told him,
"I shall see you tomorrow." Hoho, it was an order. Yes, so I shall go bath now, brush my teeth, sleep early today and see my dad tomorrow. I actually spent 9 hours in hospital today. And to think that I always wanted to go see the hospital. What a mockery of that wish. BAH!

Goodnights.

P/S : Sorry for ruining the outing GFs, next time if it's possible! & thanks for the concern.
P/P/S : Hello, saturday's miracle service!