This is the first time I go to QMH again, since wes' dad was transferred from it to MacLehose for rehabitation training. Just 3 more weeks it would be exactly one year from the day dad was hit by the stroke.
I don't know how to say but, you can imagine, strange emotion rises up in my heart as I started driving into the visitor carpark in QMH. As the car turns up and up and up to reach the right parking level, memory of those days just came back to me so vividly. And it seemed so long ago.
Dad is admitted to ward A7 - the same level dad was in about a year ago. There were also a few familiar faces of the doctors and nurses. Actually most of them cannot recognize dad, as he looks so smart and so different now! But they do remember him by his name and remember mom. And they are really kind to come up to say kind words to mom and dad.
It's really best described by 百感交雜 i.e. a hundred different types of emotions mixed together. And I felt even stronger about this when I went up to the ward standing by dad's bed.
I can't take my eyes off this:
You may not be able to see it clearly: it's the chart for recording the patient's temperature, reaction, blood pressure... etc. For so many weeks we have been staring at this same chart, hoping the line indicating dad's reaction would go up. And now! See! All of them are in the top box. Once again I can't help praying to our Lord, thanking and praising him for the wonder He has done.
I will go pick up dad again tomorrow. May God bless him tonight as it's the first night he stays away from mom since his discharge from MacLehose. Also bless mom with a good night of sleep.
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