Two years ago when grandpa passed away, my heart did pounded but it went by very quickly. Because I never knew how losing a grandparent of mine would ever hit me like a prolonged dull pain. Now that my grandma is in intensive care ward, where I witnessed an old pale lady lying on the bed motionless, aided with every needed tools and medicines to survive her health failure, getting weaker and weaken by hopes everyday - I freaked out in tears. I dare not see another day of her begging in pain, crying in fear, struggling to breathe... heal her for god sake.
Maybe this is a wishful thinking but I wish the worst will never come.
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