A Day in my Life I'll never Forget

How an ordinary day turned out to be...........................

grand dad was warded in the hospital on Monday mid noon. he was in a very serious condition from what mum said. i failed to visit him cos mum said there not a need yet. stayed home and waited for news instead. missed out on mj session. sorry girls.

mum came home that night with news saying he was currently in a stable condition temporary. dad added that he felt grand dad will pull through this ordeal as he was a strong willed man in nature. I felt at ease then.

made plans with Joe for some tanning in the morning but both of us were expected to, oversleep. oh yes, overslept we did. skipped tanning and went Park way that noon. before mum left the house, "got time go visit Gong Gong" she said. i treated it as a flea in my ear and brush it off, thinking of visiting him the next day. had a great day with Joe. during dinner at Villa'Ge, Van called and said mum told us to rush to the hospital now. we hesitated

"huhhh. you want to go ah? So late already. Dont feel like going. How??? Dont care ah? im at Cause way now leh. To speak of the truth, I dont have much feeling for him since we're not close. DOnt feel like going leh." van claimed.

"im having dinner now. so late already. we go tomolo la. i call mummy ask her." me

"you all better come. you all must understand. Gong Gong is in a critical condition. any time can pass away. see him before it's too late." mum said when i called her.

"ok. i meet vanda around 10 plus then go." me

joe told me to go. I said i dont feel like going. unpleasent words came from my mouth soon after that. weird. as I speak, I dun feel the same way in my heart. was pondering why vanda could say heartless words like those, which in turn induced me to think the same way as her. i was perplexed and remorseful. changed my mind and decided to stay over the hospital through out the night to accompany grand dad. that's the best I could do.

as there are sufficient time after dinner to go for a stroll round China Town, i was again tempted to stay longer to shop. So i picked up my phone and msg mum to ask if I can make my way down tomolo noon. She said yes ok. well, i was definitely glad to hear that.

on my way home at Eunos MRT station. received a call from van that mum said gong is in a very serious condition. we have to be present as he may leave anytime. sian as i was, took 21 down to TTSH. during the journey, a sudden feeling of anxiety hit me. with a mere $5 and zero atm around, i could only alight at Balestier to hail for a cab. so i did.

upon reaching, i learnt that Grand dad's heart beat fell to a low of 40 plus per min. a normal healthy person's heart beat is apx 75 to 80. that's when I realized the seriousness of his sickness.
the rest of them went back, leaving me and van to stay behind to look after him together with another Ah Gu. grand dad had a serious lung infection and that the strongest anti-biotic they could possibly offer failed to cure him. he was literally gasping for air. my heart shattered.

van and I were chatting in the room while AH GU went else where to grap a wink of sleep. to our dismay, both of us wanted to sing praises for him to listen but did not cause we're both "pai seh". i was feeling pretty restless when the needle struck 2am. decided to go for a cuppa coffee from a vending machine.

"God. please save my grand father. please heal him." i was crying out in my heart as i sipped along with the coffee. pang of hunger struck my tummy. was comtemplating to go for a short break at the 7/11. changed my mind after that as i wanted to see grand dad.

the moment i stepped inside, BP fell to 46, 53. i looked at him. he wasnt gasping for air anymore.
grand pa is still. 5 secs passed, BP showed a "----" . i knew, he's gone.

i saw the instant and sudden death right in front of my very eyes. the moment his heart stopped pumping, the moment he stopped breathing. i witnessed it all. it's hard breaking the news to my family.

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the short span of time in the room while I was out for coffee.............

van found the courage to sing praises for him to listen. she held his hand in hers.

".......... hold my hands, walk........" was part of the lyrics.

at that instant, she saw his BP dropping tremendously. she let go of his hand. she saw, his hand went back to the position, as if he's holding some thing else. he swallowed 4 times. i came back, in time to witness his death.

he left peacefully. with a look of falling into a deep deep sleep.
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what if me and Van never ame it down today?

Was he waiting for us to visit him before he leaves?

what was he holding at the moment of death?

was it the hand of Jesus coming to walk him into heaven?

why must he leave the moment van sang praises?

the answer to all these qs. we'll never know. all i know, he's in heaven now. i can feel it.

grand dad was in a coma for these 2 days. he never got to say his last words nor we get to say our heart felt feelings. he left without a word of goodbye. "I love you" ,which he can never hear, was repeated time and time again after he left us. HE CAN NEVER HEAR.

love and treasure your love ones whilst they're alive. for you'll never know what might happened next.

grandad was with us on christmas, indulging in his fave curry chicken and a lil' grape beverage. he fell ill on the very next day with Lung Infection.

I never got to speak a single word with him on christmas. How i wish we were there again, and i would shout it out loud,




"Gong GONg!!! I love you......."