Chicken Soup for My Soul - Part 2

Sorry for the delay.... i have been very busy with paediatrics posting lately... fifth year is really a demanding time where we need to cover various new subspecialties.

Ok, continue with my observation about the changes i noticed last summer, when i was back in Tangkak.

The second person i would like to talk about is grandpa, (ah gong).

As a child, i have never really sit down and spoke to him, however i could only remember tagging along with him when he goes out for his coffee breaks with his gang...years go by and now i am 23, ah gong is 81, ah gong is not feeling well, extremely thin, compared to last year, before i leave for Galway for the first time. I could still remember the day when i was back in Tangkak (June 2008), I could not stand but cry seeing him in pain, he was relatively fit, strong, and well nourished last year, before i left; after a year, he was frail, weak, helpless...

Things can go bad, really bad...there is no running away from morbid sickness...I could see him suffer, but there is just so little thing that i could do to ease his pain. To see his condition deteriorate day-by-day really eats me inside.

"Liang, I'm really very happy that you all (us, his grandchildren n children) are here to fetch me up and down for treatment...also thank you for spending time having breakfast with me, i really don't know how to cope if you guys are not around..." that was one of the best thing i've heard from him, when i almost leaving for Ireland.

I could also remember the feeling of the hug he gave me in Assunta Hospital, when he thought that he may never see me again...

I hope he is doing well now...I would really want to go for breakfast with him again next year summer...

The mornings i spent with him for breakfast, all those memories, are being kept safely in my 'Treasure Chest of Fond memories'. :)

May you be well and happy...