Don't you just hate it when it happens?
Things are just way out of hand sometimes and when that sometimes comes... they just suck!
As the day draws nearer, the more anxious, nervous and nauseated I felt.
Every second, minute, hour, day, week and month counts.
Let's just endure for a little while longer.
Well. I went for a visit to the grandmother's ward. (Yes she was admitted. On the 16th)
She wasn't doing too well, I'd say.
It hurts to see her in so much pain but yet I had to restrain from any sign of emotions.
You know, in case she might wake up and see the pity and she feels more weak / faith-less.
So, I guess while I am blogging now, she might be transferred to another ward or just prepping up for a surgery. Hang in there...
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