Grandfather got admitted into the hospital today. we all went to visit him. i've been so busy after i got home at night that i couldn't feel anything while typing out all my assignments, but i know it's just somewhere within me.
It really is very sad to watch someone you love and someone who has been there for you all your life slowly feel more and more unwell.. it hurts very much and i feel so helpless but there's nothing much i can do, times like these, i really wish..

It gets me teary very easily, once i think about him i'll start to force myself to hold back my tears. sometimes, like now, i just let the tears flow. i always remember how since young i'd be very afraid and teary when i think of my grandparents ever leaving me, and that has never changed no matter how much i changed.

The doctor told us to be prepared for anything anytime. i don't know. but i recall how this conversation made us all smile:
the doctor was asking my grandfather questions to see if he is still clear about things, stuff like his name, who the people around him are (yes he remembered me), his address (he only remembers our road name), what time is it, and who the prime minster of singapore is. my grandfather said "wu zuo dong" and the doctor was like are you sureee? so he said he cant really remember anymore. after that he said "WO!" with all the might he has, and we all laughed.

On the train to the hospital i saw an old couple with their two grandchildren, and how it reminded me of myself when i was young, how they took care of me, and how it brings back happy teary memories. a beautiful photo :)

:)
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