Written by pigduck | Published on January 13, 2010
Today the office will be celebrating its anniversary. Normally it is done in September but it was postponed till now.
I remember back in September 2007 when I attended the celebration party and I got a text message telling me my father was tired and he wanted to come home. He wanted to stop treatment and how we should respect his decision. I was devastated and my heart fell. It was like I was hit because it was almost like giving up hope. Or facing reality.
So to receive that text message was not out of the blue but it still caught me by surprise. I had to pretend like nothing had happened. I was breaking inside yet I had to chit-chat with people around me.
We did consider our father’s desire and we proceeded to make arrangements for his return to KL. We were getting written referrals and we made requests to the doctors and hospitals to allow my father to continue supportive treatment here. Everything was agreed upon and ready to go but he passed away before he could even do that.
In Loving Memory: 2 Years 3 Months 12 Days
Today the office will be celebrating its anniversary. Normally it is done in September but it was postponed till now.
I remember back in September 2007 when I attended the celebration party and I got a text message telling me my father was tired and he wanted to come home. He wanted to stop treatment and how we should respect his decision. I was devastated and my heart fell. It was like I was hit because it was almost like giving up hope. Or facing reality.
It was tough. His birthday was only a week or two prior and during that time, he was already exhausted from the pain and treatment.
So to receive that text message was not out of the blue but it still caught me by surprise. I had to pretend like nothing had happened. I was breaking inside yet I had to chit-chat with people around me.
We did consider our father’s desire and we proceeded to make arrangements for his return to KL. We were getting written referrals and we made requests to the doctors and hospitals to allow my father to continue supportive treatment here. Everything was agreed upon and ready to go but he passed away before he could even do that.
It’s ok though. I chanced upon this article today about end of life talks and this brought back memories. It is tough to talk about such things.