Moment between edges

There's one thing on earth that can make people become very productive – it is called

deadline.

Sunday. Time is now 20:15, the office is so quite, since noon time.

In the coming few hours, I probably will still be here to complete another "mission". Did go out for an hour dinner break. Read the current issue of Chinese Today and be reminded that jogging is good for health, I then walked for 10 minutes before returning to work.

Back to office and checked the new emails. There’s one from Australia. Ever since then, the mind raced and became unsettling. I used to receive update from him directly and now it's from an unfamilar email address –

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Dear All,

I'm writing on behalf of Uncle Wing and the family - since his last email I'm afraid things have taken a turn for the worse.

He was admitted into Westmead Hospital on Thursday afternoon (25/05/06) - he had become increasingly disorientated, and since Wednesday evening couldn’t keep any food or fluid down - it was decided that he would be more comfortable at the hospital.

Since then his condition has varied. He drifts in and out of consciousness - most of the time he’s awake he responded to us and seems aware of visitors coming in and out. Two nights ago he even managed to give us hugs and kisses, though since then he has mostly been asleep or in a restless slumber.

The family is with him at all times and the nurses at Westmead have been most accommodating. We know in these last days the most important thing is for him to be at peace ­ thankfully he doesn’t seem to be in much pain and is attended to regularly.

I know your thoughts and prayers are with him, thank you and please forward this to any of Uncle Wing’s friends I may have missed ­ I will update again when we have further news.

As he says, Cheerio for now

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Somehow I scare to read towards the end subconsciously, scaring to know something that should be well prepared of. I then took out the photo stand on the side table and it said :

「人就是賺得全世界，卻賠上自己的生命，有甚麼好處呢？」Mark, 8:36
Treasure your health, though among the roughest work schedule, God told me.

After 5 seconds, I closed my eyes and prayed for my respected mentor -- May peace be with him in this significant period. How I would love to be by his bedside now and pray for him personally.

“Dr Lee, I love you and I……” Water filled my eyes and I can't continue.

Isn't people all out of words while facing certain moments?