Burnt nose and warm hands

Monday...Tuesday...Wednesday...and so on...daddy in the hospital for MI that could lead to a heart attack. I promised myself not to get sick by taking double dosage of VitaminC but my frail body's not able to resist the strong powers of pollution and weather changes. This is again the time of the year when we had to relive and retrack the ins and outs of hospital sojourn. Last year, daddy was rushed to Baguio Gen Hospi since he had a project during that time when he passed out, so me and Denise got the first bus heading to the mountains. Those were the times when I had to eat breakfast alone at the nearby Pancake House, practice my caregiving skills and test my wearying patience. In spite of daddy's condition, I was able to pass by work and finish the much needed tasks before I be burried alive.

Well now we have a Jerry Yan campaign...this picture is shown in our website: www.worldvision.org.ph....