With his little mirror in hand, he sits at the balcony, pulling out stray strands of his beard. Smiling playfully when he exposed himself at times, he continues to clip away.
Alighting at Outram Park station, our little outing to People's Park or Pearl Centre has started. He has decided to buy ngo hiang to supplement the dinner that he has prepared.
He's squabbling with Ah Mah again. Is it about him smoking while cooking? Perhaps its about him eating too many prawns...
Oh no, he's warded again. The doctor has given the approval for his discharge. Sitting upright and beaming away, he cheerfully asks if we're going home already.
With the feeding tube inserted through his nose, he has decided to stop talking. His stares at Ah Mah tells me that he is taking pains to hear every word she says.
It hurts to know that Ah Gong has moved on.
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