The hospital waiting room was a blur of faces and sounds as Danisa waited anxiously for news about his mother's condition. He had been sitting there for what felt like hours, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
Just as Danisa was starting to lose hope, a nurse emerged from the ICU with a gentle smile on her face. "Danisa, your mother is stable for now," she said. "The doctor will come out to speak with you soon."
Danisa's heart skipped a beat as he processed the news. Stable? What did that mean? Was his mother going to be okay?
As he waited for the doctor to arrive, Danisa couldn't help but think about his family's situation. His father was still absent, and his siblings were struggling to cope with their mother's illness. Danisa felt a weight of responsibility on his shoulders, knowing that he had to be strong for his family.
The doctor finally emerged from the ICU, looking tired but relieved. "Danisa, your mother's condition is critical, but we're doing everything we can to save her," he said. "We'll need to run some more tests and monitor her closely, but for now, she's stable."
Danisa felt a glimmer of hope as he listened to the doctor's words. Maybe, just maybe, his mother was going to be okay.
As he left the hospital with the nurse's reassurance that his mother was in good hands, Danisa couldn't help but wonder what the future held for his family. Would his father return? Would his mother recover? And what would happen to him and his siblings if she didn't?
The questions swirled in Danisa's mind as he walked home, the sun setting over the horizon. He knew that the road ahead would be tough, but he was determined to be strong for his family.