The past 24 hours have been the most hectic ever.

Since our 'activation' by the hospital last night, we rushed down to Gleneagles to find that her blood pressure is half that of an average person. And with each passing minute, it just seems to go lower n lower. They have already given her the max dosage of medicine, so it is entirely up to her, and fate to bring up her BP. As more and more relatives turn up at the ICU, the wailing and crying got more intense. After 3 hours of fighting, my mother gave in to the infection that we overlooked, the infection that ravaged her body weak from lymphoma.

I thought it was time i stopped acting like i wasn't affected. And now, i'm totally cried out. I thought that when someone dies, it's just like in the shows where they show the burial scene. NO lor.. i had to come back home with my cousin to get her fave clothes with which the nurses will swathe her. then ppl from the funeral services. Settle payment... 2 weeks in Gleneagles = $55 000.

At 4 this morning, i was in a van with 2 strangers and my brothers with my mother's body covered in white cloth in front of me. We were transported to the location for our funeral wake.. Apparently we must stay here for 5 days.. I dunno abt such stuff.. my mum doesnt allow me to go funeral wakes and it is sad that the first i attend is that of my own mother's.

The whole day's spent at the wake. and i only manage to come home to catch an hr of sleep before going back again. Like when u have totaly lack of rest, any sleep u fall into is heavy. And when i jolt awake suddenly, it feels surreal. It feels as if i've dreamt of it all. Like as if she's still around.

Omg.. i miss you so much already.

I told Josh abt it, and soon word got ard.. the platoon came to visit in packs.. I love you Bravo 3. And i feel very loved by you guys too. i'll try to update soon. But i am abt to KO anytime now..

Sigh...