16/06/2024
DAIRY OF A LUPUS WARRIOR π (Entry 8)
Today's entry isn't about me but my earthly backbone π.
Without this man right here, there won't be any in me π. I've been thinking of what to write about him and here it is.
I remember when this disease started showing me shege promax, especially from October, my Dad was with me all throughout.
From carrying me to the hospital, to running up and down to get blood for me when I was dying due to shortage of blood, to carrying me from one doctor's appointment to another in Luth.
In December, I literally saw my dad cry because he was scared of losing me. My dad feared for my life and even more than me that's breathing the life sef π.
My dad would look at me then and ask me, did you check yourself in the mirror today? At first, I used to be angry π‘ whenever he asks me that question until one day π. Until the day I sat up on the hospital bed at night which was facing the window and I saw myself, then I realized why he would always ask me that. Because I was skinny. I literally looked like a skeleton. Even can testify to this when she came to see me at the hospital. She herself was scared π°. She still spoke about it when we saw it last week.
Dear Appa (as I fondly call him), thank you so much for being there for me, especially through my most trying times. Thank you for being my backbone here on earth through God's strength.
I will always be your baby girl and I will forever love you π. I can't wait for God to fulfil the promises He gave me, so that I can spoil you and make you enjoy the good things of life because My Abba calls you home π.
God bless you abundantly and may you live long to eat the fruit of your labour.
Happy Father's Day, Appa.
P.s: I don't know why, but I so much love this picture of his. It has become.my all time favourite π.
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