DOT 41 : CARTOON

Daniel (7+ years old) 

Tuesday November 12, 2002

The day was Thursday, March 4, 2010 @ 4 pm : about 6 weeks after You left us to live with Jesus and Mama Mary.
 

Mom asked Dad, “Can You remember what happened that day when You first saw Daniel in the ICU?”

Mom remembers every intimate detail, but she could not recall how Dad felt or reacted. She needed to get Dad's version for this entry. 

Dad said, shaking his head, 

“Tsk tsk tsk … You … You were going to fight with all the nurses there. Good thing the doctor wasn’t there, You would have pounced on him if he were. You were ready to take on the whole ward. You kept repeating, I regret this, I regret this, I regret this.”

Mom flashed Dad a scathing look of annoyance. 

“Did - I - indeed?” Mom responded in a displeased tone, hoping to make those three small words convey her utmost irritation. 

“I remember what I did,” she glowered impatiently, 

“What did YOU do? How did YOU take it?” 

She scowled. 

Does your father have to turn this into some kind of cartoon? The situation was real, her fear was real, her reaction was real. 

Your father fell silent for a while, as he brought himself back to that moment when your doctor slid open the curtains in the ICU. 

 

 At the Theme Park in Genting. :D