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I could still remember the times you held me in your arms, fed me, and took care of me until your body couldn't handle anything anymore.
I could still remember how our frightened faces looked when you were brought to the hospital. It was a long and arduous battle. Something only a strong woman like you could handle. The doctors said you were fighting. That you had a chance. That you wanted to live. But no matter how much we wish for something to come true, sometimes, it isn't just meant to happen. My mother would always say I should take care of my health because I have a weak immune system. In addition, I have an asthma which always complicates my condition. That's why when I get sick, it would usually take me a longer time to recover.
I got sick at the start of the month to the point that my health deteriorated rapidly. It took a toll on my physical and mental state and everyday seemed like it would be the last. It started with a simple flu but my asthma got in the way. I had a fever and cold for two weeks but what scared me the most was not being able to breathe. |
