At this hour 3.05AM, all of you must be sleeping but I'm still awake, I can't sleep, I have no guts to sleep. That may sound funny to you, but i really couldn't stop thinking and praying.
When someone you love is having operation, when you felt so worried and helpless, would you dare to sleep? I miss him, I really hope that he would be fine. I'm panic, however I looked motionless. They vent anger on me, I take it because I understand, we felt the same way, worried. I cried, I can't show them, I have to hide it without adding burden and pressure on them. I'm scare. What can else I do?
At this crucial moment, I just hope that he would be fine. Back to his normal self.