19th August 2008. the day that will be in my heart forever. the day the world loses just another inhabitant, whereas i lost a pillar of strength, a great cook, a storyteller,a great friend, a motivator, a chinese physician and i've lost my grandfather. ever since young, he would be someone that will be there whenever i need some one to talk to,someone to play with and someone to give a hug to.he was my pillar of strength.an authoritative figure up there that would never fall.. he would never fail to put on a smile on his face whenever i see him. and will always put people first before himself..even in his last moments on the hospital bed, using all the strength he had left, he showed me a thumb's up sign with a gentle, frail smile with tubes attached to his hands and even ask if i had my dinner even though he himself has problems breathing, let alone talking.
"i'm sorry, we have been conducting resuscitation for the past 20 mins and the outcome wasn't very good. looks like we are losing the battle and we're losing him. i'm very sorry." i thought i would only hear this in the movies. but there it was. right in front of my eyes.right from the mouth of the doctor. we all say a little prayer upon him and there he went.. but he's with the lord somewhere up there now. looking upon us for the rest of our lives..
i should be happy for him. being able to be with the Lord. but something is still tugging my heart. and i know it will forever be with me. at about nine at night, he asked me for the time and i told him. he struggled another sentence but i didn't catch him. a nurse came ask me to wait outside as she needed to do something. i just told my grandpa to wait till later as we allowed the nurse to do her stuff. but he couldn't wait and i didnt catch his last sentence to me.