This is the second post of the the series of my scary experiences of my father's brush with pneumonia. To read part 1, go here.
Today is 19th May 2014. It's Monday, and is the second day my dad is warded and treated in Gleneaglesfor his pneumonia.
The doctors did a bronchoscopy today, and told me that they'll likely start my dad on steroids, which will help to decrease the infection further...but then I found out that they've already started him on steroids anyway. It doesn't matter to me, as long as they're doing their best to help him.
My uncle and aunt and cousin drove all the way down from KL to see my dad, because they're worried for him. They even also pass us some money to help supplement the money that we need to raise for them. I've another auntie and uncle from JB who also visited.
Today is also the day the doctors told me that it seems that my dad has a fairly good fighting chance, and told me to raise more funds. The background was that I told the doctors that we have a limited budget, and that SGD 80,000.00 was an amount that I'm comfortable loaning and repaying. The doctors told me that the tentative plan would be to bring my dad in, try and see if he can be saved, and by the third day they will be able to tell us if he can be saved or not. At least that way, we can save two days worth.
Today they told us that he has a good fighting chance, and they told us to raise SGD 200K to SGD 250K.
I'm elated of the increased chances...and I'll see what I can do to raise the funds.