while in class, my mom called to let me know they've called for an ambulance to come take my dada away. and to get to the hospital after class.

it didnt occur to me it would be bad, b/c it was just a few hours ago, when i bid him my goodbye and off to school, he was lying on the bed as usual, taking his afternoon nap.

yet, a few hours later, there he was lying in the ICU, with drips of all sorts. telling us his head hurts, its painful, i couldnt contain myself. can't even say anything, just tears

but its okay, things will get better in a few days time i know, just want to remind myself of how lucky i am, and that i should really treasure family. because you will never know, when's the last.