Thursday, January 8, 2015

A caretaker

Last 2 weeks ago, my popo got really ill and was admitted to Papar hospital, her blood sugar level was way below normal. My mum was in extreme lethargy after managing all the stuff for the whole day, so I offered myself to stay a night at the hospital to look after my popo. 

I couldn't sleep at night, guess what did I do? Reading the bible. I read the whole chapter of Romans. Can you believe it?! Luckily I brought along my tab, or else, I'm gonna bored to death waiting for the time to pass. The games in the tab just couldn't catch my interest. 

My popo couldn't sleep, so I tried to share the gospel to her again, but to no avail, she still refused to accept it, and just like other typical old people, they like to bring up their old stories, despite telling you a thousand times already. 

There's this notification ringtone kept on ringing at interval times, it was so annoying, other patients were trying to get some sleep, the nurses didn't take any action. I didn't know who it was, but I was so furious at this inconsiderate person who just won't let her/his phone stop ringing.

Until around 1am, the ringing stop, And I finally manage to fall asleep on the lazy chair which was brought by my mum from popo's house. 3.30 am, popo woke me up to help her to get to the toilet, so I helped her take the packet of glucose. After that I continue to read Corinthians. 

Early 5.30 in the morning, the janitors came and do their routine job, I wonder why they need to work at such wee hours? Not long after that my mum came and brought me to have breakfast. Thank God, my stomach was grumbling already.

And there goes my job as a caretaker for the first time. I felt proud to be able to help my mum ease her burden and play my role as a filial grand daughter. 

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