I went to visit granny early this morning. She was supposed to have her first physiotherapy session today, but due to some miscommunication, it was postponed.

As I was sitting by granny's bed, accompanying her and chatting with her, my heart ached. I could see grief and helplessness written on her face and deeply in her eyes. I wonder what would I be doing when I'm old. Staying at some nursing home and sleeping my life away? Or staying at some nursing home, screaming in pain? Or having a lot of grandchildren, enjoy life at home? Every complaint I hear, every scream I hear or see (from other old folks), upsets me. Tears can almost well up in my eyes, but I control myself, so as not to upset granny more.

Hope granny get well soon!