Prayers for my Kuya in coma (from appendectomy)

Hello. We're from La Union, Philippines.

Please help us financially and through your prayers for Kuya Jeff's recovery.

Below is my side of the story.

My kuya (older brother) seems tough outside but has a very soft, caring, and loving heart.
He had always been fetching me at bus stations whenever I come home from Manila, where I work. He is a bit annoying making me buy stuff for him but hey, he's got nobody to be his child self other than me.

Last hours of February 3, 2019, I got a news from ate (older sister) that he's hospitalized, which I took lightly because it's just appendicitis.
Midnight of February 4, 2019, there came the news that his heart stopped after opening him up which made the doctors postpone the operation after reviving him. He was then put in the ICU - open. He was again put under the table in the afternoon because his "vitals were high". His operation was successful around 6pm. They said we just have to wait for him to wake up.
When I first had my round of watching over him, I spoke to him. Telling him to get well soon as we are all very worried. He responded. He moved his head from left to right, as I stare onto his slowly opening eyes. His pupils are dilated, but not responding to movements. I thought he has awoken. He started crying. I called for the nurse. His eyes had become red. Nurse said he's having a seizure, a controlled one. He's not moving. He can't. I felt like he wanted to talk to me but he just couldn't. My heart broke. I asked if that's normal, nurse said no. This was the first time I felt so afraid in my entire life. The scenes I watch in House MD and Grey's Anatomy are becoming reality to me.
Everytime I try to talk to him, he seizures. It breaks me.
First hours of February 4, 2019, I can't get ahold of my other Kuya who is staying outside because only 1 guardian is allowed inside the ICU, whom is also celebrating his birthday. l wished to take turn because I am getting very emotional beside him. I tried holding his hand, he responded! He grasped my hand very lightly, but there's a force. Then again, there was a seizure.
I stopped talking to him for a while because of the seizures. When a nurse came for his rounds, I tried to ask him for my Kuya's latest status. He first answered me questions - who am I to him, does he have a child and how old, where's the wife. I answered. Hoarse voice. He said my Kuya is brain dead, in a coma. He got positive for myocardiac infarction. I was shook.
After the nurse left, I couldn't stop my tears from falling. I just stared at him. Hoping.
I THOUGH IT WAS JUST APPENDICITIS.
I KEPT HOLDING HIS HAND AND DID NOT LET GO. I WON'T. FROM TIME TO TIME HE HOLDS ME BACK, I BECOME HOPEFUL. HOPEFUL TO SEE HIM FETCHING ME AGAIN WHEN I GET HOME. HOPEFUL TO BUY HIM HIS SHOES THAT HE'S TELLING ME TO BUY. I PROMISE TO BUY YOU A GOOD PAIR WHEN YOU RECOVER.
PLEASE KUYA. COME BACK TO US.

Kath.