Dad was admitted to SK hospital yesterday afternoon. No one knows what's really wrong until a thorough CT scan is later in the morning or on Monday. Doctor said it's a suspected mild stroke. Initially, it was thought to be a mild heart attack. Whatever it was, I'm a little bit worried for his health. Everyone's been trying to advise him to stop smoking but it's not getting into his head. There's no will in him to stop smoking. Moreover, he is always in the company of his 'kaki' who smokes. His cholesterol level has shot up to 300 and his kidneys are only 50% functional. Afraid as I am, all I can do now is pray. I told my sister about it, so she can keep him in prayer too. She asked me to be strong, so I hope I am strong enough, not through my own strength, but His. I'm not sure if I am doing enough during this period of time.

In a way, I'm thankful it happened when I was around in the weekends. All was okay in the morning when I sent him to the family doctor for his gout. His swollen joint on the left foot that has been there for quite some time and not effective with medication. I was coincidentally there too to get my own medictation. I ate breakfast with him, sent him to the shop. And I thought that was the end of it.

Later in the noon, he called mum to send him to the clinic again. It seems he was feeling nausea and sweating cold sweat. I was having my short nap but instinct told me to drive mum out. The family doctor checked his ECG and was told to send him to hospital immediately. I'm thankful too that I had my ATM card with me. Paid cash RM1000 deposit to the hospital. After all, I'm still credit card-less. So that's how he ended up there. By night time, the news that my dad was staying in 'five-star hotel' had spread throughout the family circle and his friends.

Maybe I should have stayed with him for the night in the hospital but he said it wasn't necessary. I might take emergency leave then. I think I need to be there for him. After all, I only have one earthly dad but I can always find work elsewhere. But then now, work is piling up too. Lord, open his heart for Your touch.