Saturday, March 26, 2011

DOT 51 : HUNGRY

Daniel (7+ years old) 
Wednesday, November 13, 2002


Perhaps You did not dare to move knowing there was something attached to your head … the drainage bag. 
“The doctor doesn’t allow us to put the toys here,” Mom continued to evoke a response from You. 
Giving your hand a little squeeze, she made an effort to speak with enthusiasm, “Aunty Jessie and Justine bought a big bag of toys from Toy ‘r’ Us. Everyone is waiting to see You ...” 
No reaction. 
Not a stir, nor the slightest shake of the head or a blink of the eye. You were just very still, as if You were careful not to move. 
Mom could not take her agonized eyes off your beautiful face. How was it that You could still look so impossibly adorable in that state You were in, was beyond her. 
When You finally, finally spoke, You said the two most wonderful words a mother would want to hear ...
“I’m -- hungry ...”

An immediate wave of relief washed over Mom. She was so completely and absolutely thrilled to hear that, she could not help but did a quick dance of joy in her head. 
Trying hard to contain her delight, she gave You a big kiss on your cheek, and asked happily, 
“What do You want to eat? We’ll sms Dad...”
 
 Having a chinese dinner with the Viva group in Los Angeles.