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Saturday, January 3, 2009

ytd i went to TTSH to visit my ah gong....
heard from my parents that he was in a coma.... and they say normalli pplin a coma k onli live up to 7 days...
never did i know he go that fast...
i was all along beside my ah gong except going to the toilet...
around 6plus, fabian n mavin went to buy drinks, juz outside the wards....
those vending machine kind....
then they return asking us what we want to drink... then persuade us to follow them...
initially, i was abit reluctant... i dono y... juz dun have the urge to walk away....
but in the end, i went....
when drinking half way, my bro rush out of the wards , telling us that my ah gong cannot make it le...
at first , i dont believe.... he was alright when i left...
juz a few minues, and he left.....
i rush to his bed and i saw that his heartbeat has stopped....
i immediately break down with my sister....
but i was glad that he has left as i dont want him to suffer any longer...
he could only lie on the bed... suffering.... i rather he go off happily....
but now i still thinking if he is alright? happy?
i hope so....(:

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