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Friday, June 03, 2005

In the morning, I wake up at 10am going to the hospital to take over my mother shifts. My brother and I reached at the hospital at about 12 pm. After that my aunts and mother went downstairs to have some breakfast while my brother and I looked after my uncle. After their breakfast, my mother went home to have some sleep. At around 1pm, the nurse said that they wanted to helped my uncle to changed his bed sheets and flip him over.We went outside to have a rest . At around 3.30pm, my brother and I went downstairs to have some refreshments. After that, we came back and sit down to watch TV. At around 5pm. When I was going to the washroom. I saw my uncle's curtains were closed. I was so scared what would happened to my uncle. So I ask my aunt, what happened. She said that the nurse is cleaning my uncle. Suddenly, my uncle shouted loudly 'aiya'. After that, through a small hole I could see my uncle open his eyes and the nurse was cleaning his mouth. When the nurses opened up the curtains, we went to look at my uncle. We find that he did not have noise when he breathes. We were so strange, his stomach is not moving too. We ask the nurses, ‘ was he sleeping?' the nurses replied 'Yes.' My aunts keep shaking my uncle, but there was no reaction. My aunt see his palm, it turns GREEN! My aunt started crying, we called the nurse to check at my uncle. I quickly called my cousins and mother to rush to the hospital. At around 17.10pm my uncle was announced dead. My uncle left my aunt alone. It is better that my uncle ‘go’. Because he not need to suffer anymore pains. He is only 56 years-old this year. Because his godson does not want him to be fronzen so we told the undertaker, Mr Tan. To send 'him' to his old house. In the night , We have to look after my uncle without the coffin. It was quite a scary experience.

-------------------Shan story--------------- ; {11:32 PM}
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