Wednesday, May 09, 2007
` 2:09 AM
My parents were supposed to be in Genting gambling, out of a sudden received a call from them saying that they'll be rushing back by plane cause Grandma is seriously sick. I called Grandma's place and hear that it was pretty serious with the doctor citing that these 3 days are the crucial time. We rushed down to the airport at 12 midnight to fetch my parents who rushed back from Genting and proceeded straight to Grandma's house.When I saw Grandma, I thought everything was fine as she was still able to talk and gesture. Then we were told that Grandma was too weak and was unable to walk on her own. She has been having a high fever prior to our arrival. I suddenly realised I have not taken a really good look at Grandma and how much she has changed, how weak and frail she has grown. But the final breaking point was when Grandma started to give each of us money as if she was trying to divide her fortune. I couldn't handle it anymore and broke down. I shouldn't have done that though because it cause everyone else in there to start...and it was the first time i saw my dad cry. But i really couldn't help myself, tears kept welling up my eyes...i even left the room so as not to stir up emotions but nothng seem to be able to stop it.
Everything seems to flash back...she has changed, changed so much. I have never realised how weak and frail she has become...why what happened. The grip on my hand when she held it...so firm yet so distance. There's really a mixed feeling of the 3 days cited by the doc.........
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