Oh! God!

My sister woke me up at 3:00am this morning, saying that Tatay was hospitalized. She had just arrive from a night-out with friends when she received a call from my other sister who's with my father when it happened. It gives me a hell of scare. I got chills all the way to my bones. I could imagined him dying. Yep, morbid but that's what I always thought everytime I heard someone hospitalized. I was speechless, I cannot utter a single word in a minute or so. My eyes just stared at her, mind blank and my throat aches (from long hours of snoring, I think). Then it seemed like eons before I asked "what happened?" and "how is he doing?". She then assures me that everything is alright. That he had just suffer difficulty in breathing (due to high-blood). Then, she (my sister) turn to sleep. So, I should be back asleep too. But I can't. My heart beats like it'll just popped right out from my chest. My blood hurls like magma. And it seems like all my brain nerves are alive, which rarely does. Oh! God.