Unpleasant October

    It was October 9, a cold morning. I woke up around 7 a.m. and cleaned my room. I felt starving that morning, so I decided to eat breakfast. After I finished my breakfast, I asked my mom.


"Where's dad?"

"He was taking both, bing," mom replied to me.


After a few minutes, we heard some noise inside the bathroom. Mom quickly went there to check what happened inside, and mom saw that dad slipped on the floor. Mom called me to help her, and we carried Dad out to the bathroom and told him to sit. Mom asked him if he's okay, and dad said,


"Yes, I'm okay; don't worry, I was just out of balance, so I slipped on the floor."


   After a half hour of that scene, dad starts to feel weak, and there's a cold sweat coming out of his skin. Mom noticed that there's something wrong with my dad, and she asked a second time if my dad is really okay. and dad suddenly lost his balance, and at that time, we started to panic because even mom didn't know what to do.


    I called my brother and told him everything. After a few minutes, he arrived at home, and I could see on his face how worried and scared he was. He asked for help from our neighbors to help my dad. I was there, crying and scared of what was happening. All I can remember is that one of my neighbors said that we needed to take him to the hospital. 


   After dad arrived at the hospital, they waited a couple of hours in the emergency room before dad got access to the doctor and nurses. The doctor told mom that we needed to do a CT scan of his brain because there's a possibility that there's a blood clot on his brain. 


    After that CT scan, it was found out that he had a stroke and that his veins had exploded, causing him to comatose. We spent 3 days at the hospital doing our best and hoping that he would get better very soon. 


   On October 12, at 6 a.m., dad passed away. I couldn't explain what I felt that day. I was holding my dad's hand, and the doctor took off all the apparatus attached to my dad's body. It's the most hurtful thing I've experienced since I witnessed my dad's last breath.


  And until now, I regret those days when I've had the chance to show him how important he was. How I wish I could turn back time to when my dad was still alive.

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