Wednesday, Sept. 11, 2002 - 10:01 pm
Since I'm at home and not bothered to do my homework, I guess I'd better write a recap of what had been happening for the last 3 days.
Monday: My cousins and I skipped school and went to visit my grandfather in the hospital. His heart was (?)blocked(?) or something. Either way he wasn't very well or healthy because he refuses to eat and..yeah. Of all the hospital trips he had, this was the most awful.
My cousin and one of the amahs dreamt of his death and on Monday morning when I received the news about him, the lyrics, "Monday morning, when his life is over..." kept coming to my head and kept coming out of my mouth. Aaaand on Saturday my grandfather said that his brother's coming to take him away.
Anyway, we were at the hospital and only 1 person was allowed to visit him at a time because a couple of people were already inside to keep him company. My brother went first and when he saw him he quickly put on his sunglasses and started biting his lip. When he came out he started cursing at himself.
All my cousins went, oldest to youngest, and all of them came out crying a bit. When I went in, my head started throbbing and I just couldn't think altogether. He didn't remember me and he was shivering and I was just standing there like a goddam idiot, being pushed around but the goddam nurses. I couldn't bear it anymore so I quickly gave him a kiss and ran out of the room.
I guess I couldn't cry because it was surreal. It just didn't hit me yet. I refused to believe it. It only hit me when I was at home and everyone was in a grumpy mood and that's when I realised everything has totally shut down.
Tuesday: Went to visit my grandfather again. He was already feeling homesick in the afternoon and was arguing with everyone; the doctors, the nurses, even my grandmother and made her cry which then made my father so angry and started cursing and throwing things everywhere. My grandfather took off the tube things and threatened to jump out the window. He calmed down at night. He got angry because he was homesick and my grandmother went home to take a shower for a while and he was looking everywhere for her. But I went to talk to him during the night and he was his normal self again, which made me smile a lot. :P
Wednesday: Visited again. You know that screen thing with the wavy lines and if its totally straight it means you're dead because your heart's not beating? Yeah, well that went straight up and straight down, which was so much better than yesterday's wide waves. I hated seeing the screen, it really scared me. But it was much better now and during my visit, he has been sleeping peacefully. :)
That's all.
Let's talk about September 11th some other time, okay?
