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Joey Choo
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
still sick

My precious boy is still sick


i reached his house at about 345pm. his mother told me he's resting (nap) because he threw out most of what he had for lunch.. so i stoned till he woke up a few hours later...

he woke up and laid on the sofa as if he was really strength-less... i was so worried and depressed seeing him like that.. then, he came and laid on me... i held him like a helpless being trying to heal him when i cant... poor thing... for almost the entire time, he was using me as his support, whereby he couldnt sit up straight all by himself... weak as i could describe, i just held him with myself feeling so hurt inside, yet most of all, with all my love i could give him, i hugged him and made him feel the warmth from me within...

after a while, i had to sponge him once again because he seemed hot to me, as always...

i took his temperature again... 39 degree celsius... didnt change at all... i was so so nervious and scared... i really didnt know what to do... he didnt seemed sick cuz i was chatting with him, making him smile and laugh and i just love hugging him... it was like 4 hours (or more) of magnetism stucked together... that's the most i could do to make him feel comfortable... there were many times i wanted to leave but he held me like a handcuff, i truly couldn't bear to leave...


he's still hot... very hot... i'm still worried... crying inside for him... how i yearn to not go work tomorrow just to accompany him... please get well soon, my dearest...


"a promise is a promise...
and i promise to take care of you...
and love you always!"

thanks to his mum for dinner
thanks to his dad for the ride home