grandma just came home.
with swollen eyes and a tired face.
she brought back news.
i dont know whether to say its good or bad.
she said that granduncle has lost alot of weight.
he looks like a skeleton with a bloated belly.
all the toxic stuff are in his body.
they are accumulated somewhere.
and they cant be removed.
and hes in a coma.

he was gone.
already gone.
but the doctors brought him back.
hes still alive
but unconscious.
and theres no guarantee of him waking up
theres no guarantee of him recovering.
but at the very least, theres still hope.
there is hope.

im terribly afraid of phone calls now.
im scared that one of them will bring the bad news.

we need a miracle here.

Lord, please.