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Fuck lah.
I was supposed to follow my parents to go to the clinic with them (just now), because the doc there wants Grampa back. But ended up, having my brother and I to stay at my Gramp's house, and Aunt have to send us back home.
That's not the main point. The main point is that, Mumsie the great and Granma have to come back and collect Grampa's medicine and a lil' of his belongings, and told us that the doc says that Grampa have to get admitted to CGH, like immediately. His lungs weren't in the pink of health, and this time, there's something to do with his heart, as well.
Fuck, my parents aren't home yet, and there's no phone call from them.

He's my Grampa, I'm like super worried, and yet I can do nothing about it.
The feeling inside is horrible, manxz.
)':<

Oh, before i forget, and before i leave the computer, to try and get some sleep (which i highly doubt i'll get some),
Selemat Hari Raya Haji, people.

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Grampa, is somewhat better than yesterday.
I don't know whether it's really the case, cus' that's what my parents say.

When i reached there, just now, i saw Grampa with the oxygen mask, and vaguely see the tubes going into my Grampa's nostrils.
My heart, went crashing down, at that moment. 
The nurse came in, after a while, and removed that mask from Grampa, and left.
He's supposed to eat the food that was served, but he didn't have the appetite, not even the milk and bread that was given before we left the place.

He is still panting, whenever he's talking to us, but not as bad as before.
He's not having any more fever.
The doc came in and went out with another syringe of blood- another blood test.

Grampa, you must get well soon!

I don't the mood to talk about other stuffs, right now.
I'ld need to go get some sleep now, there's quite a number to do tmrw.

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