Celebrating Chinese New Year in hospital is never a good thing for some people. But for me, what most important is that we celebrated together. Though my dad did not give me “ang pow” this year, but I never mind it at all, as long as my dad could recover as soon as posible. My dad’s recovery would be the best “ang pow” for me this year.

Now they are testing my dad to suck the ice wrapped with cloth and see if my dad able to swallow the melted ice water. That was the next step. Further step is that they will be removing the tracheostomy tube IF only my dad could swallow water and also if the phlegms weren’t thick.

My dad started to get lazy to open his eye. Maybe he’s just tiring but these few days, I hardly see my dad open his eye. But at least my dad responded to me when I asked him something. Now my dad is eating porridge twice a day. It’s good that my dad’s stomach accepted it.

I’ve learned alot from the nurses in the morning. They taught me some extra tips on how to save cost. Things in the hospital were expensive such as diapers and drawsheets (it’s like a bedsheet and normally placed under patient’s buttocks) which they used them very often if they were dirty. And at 3am, I could see them resting but they will be awake if patients called them.

Read from the “feng shui” book which my mom bought, the book said that my dad’s luck is good this year. Everything else were good too like wealth, health, love and some others. With your supports and prayers, I believe my dad will make it.

I’ll be going to hospital again soon. And also thank you for supporting my diary sponsors from Nuffnang and Google Adsense. It’s not much but it helps a little. May God bless you all and to my family as well especially my dad. Thank you again and peace out.