I'm fine...
I'm okay...
Thank you, my dears, for giving me strength. Your little messages of concern definitely lifted me up. I love you all so much. I know I'm not alone and have support from you lovelies. Thanks... :)
I'm just a little physically tired from all the journey to the hospital on top of an entire day's work. (Not that I need to run about for my job, but, you know, work just tires you out, even on days when you weren't even productive at work.)
On days that I have to make my way to the hospital from work alone, I either fall asleep in the bus, zone out, or am trying hard to fight back the tears from the heartache developing from the sight of Grandpa suffering. The music blasting in my ears help sometimes, and some other times I'm pushing away negative thoughts, praying hard, talking to Guan Yin Niang Niang, praying for her to hear my pleas and grant my wish again. It has always worked, from minor hopes to major wishes. And I'm hopeful that it'll work again.
Grandpa has to go through an operation to insert a tube/pipe to enable him to breathe properly on his own without the help of the oxygen mask. The oxygen mask had been making him rather uncomfortable, but that was already a step better than having two thick breathing tubes stuck down his throat on the first two days. Upon consent from family members, the operation would take place next Monday (Sept 29). I don't know much about the operation and how it would help, or the risks involved cuz the parents haven't got a chance to speak to the doctors about the operation yet to sign the papers.
I'm holding positive thoughts, and praying hard for the best outcome.
:)
