Earlier in the evening I received news that a school mate of mine in the same batch was diagnosed with Arterio-Venous Malformation(AVM). To put it in simple words, the veins and artery entangled in one’s brain. Lionel’s account of it here.
As I looked at his last nick on MSN, it was “Pray be, that i will live” – Living with a bomb ticking.
John stated a fact today. We’re old enough to encounter death. Some of us already have. But it’s too early. And we’re not ready.
I wasn’t close to him I must say, and he was to me, the ‘guy-next-door’. But I’ve come to realise now that if I had a chance to turn back time, I would have gotten to know him better – and everyone else for that matter.
We don’t know of your condition at this moment – the outcome of your surgery, but we are all praying and hoping for the best for you.
I pray that your doctors will be in the hands of the upper power. They are not the only way that you can heal, but it is a good hope – that your doctors will find a treatment. I pray that you will have the hope and courage, and to put faith into them. Hope mixed with medicine will make both stronger.
Fear is a horrible and paralyzing thing, as we know. I pray that you use this fear rather than submitting to it. To tell you to not be afraid is foolish. However, I hope that you will transform this fear into fuel for this fight.
And after this fight, I pray for your recovery. To escape from the smell of antiseptic and crappy hospital food and might catch a whiff of Kuching again.
You WILL pull through. I know you will. Because you HAVE to.