Ian enters the room with big smile on his face. He holds 2 bouquets of flower; one bouquet is rose the other is pink calla lily. He walks toward his mother and kiss her cheek. He sits on the chair next to the bed. “For you, ma.” He placed the roses on her hand. “Thank you my sweet boy.” She smiles weakly at him. She is a bit drowsy from the morphine. I have been massaging her legs after her complaining from pain. “This one for you, sweet Ivy.” Ian handed me pink calla lily. I stop massaging his mother legs and accept his gift. I smile at him. “How is she?” Ian asked me looking at her drowsy mother. “A lot of pain. She need to rest now.” I replied. “U can go get some rest, baby. I’ll stay with her.” He whispered

