How it started. in What i become now.

That night. When my sister was in quarntine as she was deducted with covid positive. I was after completing all my chores lying on my bed. Suddenly my father woke up and started setting his bed. Set his bed sheet and went to sleep again. His sound of snoring was louder then usual till then i have not realised the seriousness of this matter. Then he just wake up and randomly start walking everywhere in house. His behaviour was not normal it was like he ia not able to understand whats happening with him. I asked him.why you are walking at this time of night like this he was not recongnzing me and i doubt that if my voice is reaching to his ears or brain. I wss walking with him still i have not realised that in few minutes everything in my life will come upside down. My father after randomly wlakimg here and there went to his bed. I was looking him. Till he went to his bed and took a blanket over his face.. i came to my room which hardly 3 to step away from his bed. I just sat on my bed and suddenly i heard a painful voice of my father. He shouted like he is asking for help. I ran to his room his body wad stiffed .his arms were folded on his chest his arms and feets are still he was not able to took breath his mouth was open eyes werw close and his eye pupil is fastly moving right and left i holded his hand.. i touched his face . I dont know what battle he was fighting atbthat time.. i was scream abo abo abo.. but he only once slightly tighten his hand grip in my hand for a second. I called my neighbours for help i called my sister live near to our home for help they came with in 5 ..6 minutes.. we tried to put on my father shirt but his body was so stiff that we were not able to do taht we took him in our arms.. some one hold his legs.. and other hold him from his shoulder.. i took my arms in his back.. we took him to hospital. I can never forget.. i can never forget that night.. that was the last night i saw him… that was the last time i touched him.. i wish i can hug him at that time. I wish i can kiss him on his forehead i wish i can hold him. That every moment of taht night .. i cannot firget. That pain. That suffering. That tension. That feeling. Helplessness. I am still suffering from depression. I dont know if i can able to move on from all this ever.