No one told me that my dear Grand Dad was admitted to the hospital...
My 4th or 5th birthday.... Doa selamat
Holiday at I can't remember
ME under my Datuk's KETIAK...
I almost drop them tears when I heard that he was in the hospital... and can't even move a lot and having trouble doing he's business... I was so sad... But of course I didn't cry in front of my sis okay... I have that teeny weeny little bit of EGO in me... Duuhh...
You see ever since I was a kid... I was so pampered by my Grand-Daddy... He was a very nice old man... I still remember when I was a kid... he would carry me and make me sit on top of those latches close to our corridor... That explains why I'm not so afriad of heights although a bit lah afraid....
I still remembered a year ago he got sick... The first name he called according to my Granny and Auntie was my name.. "Sara mana?? Sara mana?? Bila nak hantar datuk pergi hospital... Datuk sakit..." How can I not cry... When I think of it...
You know I feel so sad... My sister said that he's nerves are wearing thin and no chances of recovering... He's neurosurgeon said that if he's nerves gets OH-So-Thin... he might just snap the only thing left is of course OPERATION but since he's 83 he's not fit anymore to undergo any surgery... I am so afraid... Then the doctor said that if there isn't any chances of recovering there isn't any point making him stay in the hospital... But once he's out they can get a welfare worker to stay with him and look after him....
Then they say he'll die slowly...slow slow slowly... I'm going to meet him tonight... and we'll see how it goes... I'm so afraid...
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