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    Bitched on: Thursday, December 06, 2007
    Time: 12/06/2007 11:49:00 PM

    If only...

    I had continued to pressure my Dad to quit smoking after his first minor attack
    5 months ago in Mecca.

    We didn't know that it was a cardiac episode. He was breathless climbing up the stairs in Masjid Al-Haram (the Holiest Mosque, housing the Kaaba itself in Mecca, Saudi Arabia). So I sent him back to the hotel room before returning to the mosque to pray. But something made me paranoid enough to return to the room as soon as I finished my prayer. I ran back, as fast as I could. I knocked on the door and there was no reply. I went to the reception for the spare key. And somehow, the door couldn't be unlocked. It was only after a good five minutes or so of knocking did my Dad unlock the door himself, tired and breathless.

    I made him stop smoking then. I tried. He picked it up after a week.

    If only I tried harder.

    If only.

    Would he still have the heart attack?
    Would his arteries still be blocked?

    Would that have saved him from all these painful surgeries?

    He had one more today. Technically he had five.
    Five more "balloon" and stent procedures. Usually doctors would have recommended a bypass surgery to replace the arteries but that would have meant opening him up and slicing into his heart, instead of inflating a "balloon" into the artery to flatten the clogging cholesterol in the arteries...

    If only... I had made more effort to make him quit.
    He wouldn't need to be on medication for life...
    Its so true, the saying: "Health is Wealth. Longevity is good fortune."
    Cause the drugs you take don't come cheap.

    If only...

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