The next morning , the doctors came. I had spoken to her about a node behind papa’s ear. It looked like swelling but papa said it was painful.
The doctor pricked the needle once, twice, thrice.... Papa screamed in pain. My very strong father was screaming " to stop". My mom could see no more. So she asked to stop.
The doctor said, aunty if we won't check how will we prescribe the medicine. I believe the doctors know before us- the time has arrived. Then prescribing medicine to a person who is.....
I took my father not for some research. I knew nothing will help. I knew he was going. I just wanted some pain-less moments.
I am sorry papa.
Love you PAPA!