I sent Maya a text.
'Mom is in ICU. Stroke. And huge swelling in the brain. Very worried. Please pray for us.'
'Ok gf. Definitely will. In fact, I start now.' Maya replied.
The ICU does not allow family or visitors to accompany the patients 24/7. When I was not allowed in, I seized the chance to go back to mom's house. I showered, and got myself some food although everything was tasteless. I kept the house tidy and did the laundry.
And I will get myself to the hospital, the moment the doors are opened to visitors, I shall not waste a single minute being anywhere else but beside my mom.
Certain day she shows signs of clinical progression, like she can say 'Ou... oui' or she gained better strength in moving her limbs.
I still talked to her, as if she understood me. I told her about Maya, about work, about Cliff, about the food I ate. The nurse warned me "There is no need to raise your voice, she isn't deaf." Mom would look at me, and listen and occasionally smiled.
I wish so badly, that mom would quickly regain her ability to speak with me, so she can chat with me.
I remember when I was a teenager watching TV, she would chatter and chatter, and many times I told her 'Mom, stop talking! I am trying to watch the TV.'