I don't expect any comments on this post really, but I really feel for those of you, or anyone who has ill family members, friends, or someone you dearly love. I understand the emotional pain you go through as you helplessly watch that loved one go through their torturous ailments. I know a dear soul that's had and still has the worst health fortune in her life. Her list of ailments range from ulcerative colitis to a severe case of carpool tunnel. For years, she's been battling these disabling diseases and has been on the journey of pain alone. I mean I help her out and everything, but it's the pain that she endures on her own. The sad reality of it is that I can't do anything about her pain. Last night and the wee hours of this morning, I had taken her to urgent care due to her migraine which was the worst episode that she's ever experienced and waited for her to be diagnosed by the doctor. It was absolutely heartbreaking watching her writhe in pain; the fluorescent lights were a bothersome pain to her eyes, and the slightest movement made from her body produced yelps of pain. The doctor had her transferred to the hospital's emergency room in Glendale where I ensued after the ambulance that carried her. Up until 2 AM, nurses and doctors have attended to my idol and equipped her with IV's, a gurney to sleep in, and pain relievers. Once all the hustle and bustle subsided within Exam Room 10, I pulled up a chair to gaze onto the patient's face. My mom's face. I was relieved; she looked well-rested compared to a couple hours earlier and only spoke in whispers. When the ER's doctor excused me within the next hour, I did my ritual of "I love you's" and adieus to my mom. Driving home, my heart still pumped with hope again for her.