We Are All But Humans
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
T'was 11:30 A.M., My aunt was fixing my grampa for his NGT feeding. His eyes was closed, and his body relaxed.
Until...
He abruptly opened his eyes with his eyeballs rolling upward and took a deep irregular breath. At this moment my mom entered the room.
"Carmen! Look at our father's eyes," My mom shouted, teriffied with the scene. "He can't seem to breathe! Call Leopoldo, quickly!"
My grandfather rolled his eyes again upward making the feature filled with just white color. He gasp for air...
Until...
It was all over.
He is at peace now.