It turns out that Dad's acute pancreatitis worsen. It's been 3 weeks and a half and that was the last time I heard an update from Doctor Merkel.
"How is he, Doc?" Mom asked, looking at Doctor Merkel. Doctor Merkel looked at Mom with a pitying look on his face, why do I hate it?
"I'm sorry but Mr. Barkley is terminally ill.." Mom's face widened at what Doctor Merkel announces. Terminally ill? I looked at Dad that is still sleeping. "That means…. There is no cure?"
Doctor Merkley gave Mom a pity look, "I'm sorry.."
Before I knew it, Mom cried. She is crying, almost screaming out of the pain that she felt. Doctor Merkel looked at me with a pity look and nods as he leaves the room. I hugged Mom and I didn't notice.. tears stream down my face. Mom went out of the room, "Mom! I shoul—"