It was about 9pm and I was on the bus with Yan Rui and Jimmy coming back to KL for the weekend. My mum called me and said that my granddad went to the hospital but was not admitted after the doctor managed to stabilise his oxygen levels.
I then turned to Yan Rui and said, “My parents will be abit late because my grandfather went to the hospital.”
Then I started to tell him about how my grand dad thought that he should not waste some of my grandmother’s red hair dye and because his hair is white therefore it appeared to be flaming red. He had to wear a cap for a couple of days and didn’t want to go out with us. We all had a good laugh about it but he himself did not find it very funny. It was RED. Told Yan Rui that my grandma’s hair was voluntarily purple. We both shook our heads at my grandparents’ hair styles.
Dad and mum came to pick me up from Pudu and we went to my Aunty’s house to have a look at my grand dad. He looked shockingly yellow but assured us that he was fine. He did not look normal. I thought that perhaps the lighting was bad.
After supper, we left my aunt’s place at about 1.15am. I indulged myself in the internet until the phone started to ring at 3am. My mum picked it up and apparently my grand dad was on the phone, asking if they could send him to the hospital.
They hurried over to my aunt’s place and drove him to Sunway Medical. But 5 minutes before reaching the hospital, he became unconcious. His head plopped against the head rest of the front seat.
The doctors tried to revive him for an hour plus but was unable to do so.
I first got wind of it when my cousin Shevie smsed me at about 3.30am.
I expected it. I really did. But it’s still damn damn saddening to hear it for real.
I called my mum to confirm.
You see, my grandfather nearly died at the age of 40 when he had tuberculosis of the back. It ate away bits of his backbone and therefore he is a hunchback. The upper part of his back was perpendicular to his lower back. He used to have to lift up his head(like how we would tilt our heads back) to do normal things like talking and other daily activities and it has become a norm to him.
So when he passed away, I don’t know why but suddenly his back straightened out and his head was tilted way back due to the many years that he was in that position.
He looked much much better in the coffin. He looked like himself. Heck, he even looked like he was smiling. Once I saw his body, I did not feel so agitated anymore. In fact, I felt relieved to see him back home as compared to the hours when he was kept in the hospital.
Do you know that the prayers are the saddest part? You keep staring at the photo and you just think back about what he has done for you or what you have done together and the tears just start cascading down like waterfalls. We used his IC photo and he was never good at smiling but he did make a pretty good attempt to.
The heat from the flames distorted the air in front of the picture and it made it look like he was crying as well. Little did he know that he would just go like that. I wonder how he feels about that.
As you know, all the boys in the family will have to stay with the deceased for the night right? Due to size of my family, it was only me, my father and my grandmother who stayed with my grand father last night. Dad was abit pissed to be left pretty much alone and so was I, but we were blaming the uncles and aunties and cousins that we never had. Strange feeling right? The undertaker’s underlings who were suppose to stay guard with us went out to fucken’ yam cha and my dad nearly wanted to pass out due to more than 24 hours without sleep and I mean, we pay you money how can you be so irresponsible??!
I do miss my grandfather though. The most saddening part about it all is that he was not senile like most of the old men who leave their families.
Do you know how I felt when I opened the fridge to see leftover meals cooked by him days ago? He was still so able.
So many things I will miss but of course I know that it’s time to let go.
Isn’t it heartbreaking to know that all of it would not happen anymore?