so, i'm not going to bother with any editing with this post because this is irrelevant to roleplaying and will be brief. i apologize for any grammatical errors or wrong spellings because icantseethroughmyeyesrightnowineedmyglasses.

so, my grandparents' from my mother's side lived with me ever since i was born. they took care of many things - like my grandfather who drives me to school everyday, and my grandmother who takes care of house chores when my parents are busy working. this continued on until i am in high school. (i'm still in high school js im a child loljk)

a few weeks ago, my grandfather had continuous stomach aches and fell ill. after tolerating it for a few days, my mom decided to take him to a doctor to see what's going on. basically, his liver is damaged thus preventing him from his usual routines. he complained and groaned about it to my grandmother for days which prevented her from getting enough sleep. me, being the useless teenager that i was, took her for granted on her daily routines. her routine consists of taking care of my baby sister, cooking, taking care of the dog, drying clothes, and so on. now that my grandfather was too weak to handle himself, she had more burden to take care on her hands. i regretted my attitude immediately after realizing how stupid and ungrateful i was, but my elder sister never felt the same. so i worked my off to help my grandmother with house work every day albeit feeling tired from school activities and my studies.

a week pasts and my mother had enough and he was admitted to the hospital. my grandmother followed suit to take care of him. i had a bowling match by then so i had to idea what was going on while he was getting treated. when i came back from the tournament, i was told from my mother about how terribly ty and unprofessional the doctor was. the doctor treated my grandfather like because he's a senior cetizen (my grandpa was admitted late at night, and liTERALLY, i'm not lying about this, the first thing the doctor spits is 'why can't you come at morning instead'? like, wow, i didn't know the century was so modern that we could manipulate our health condition on a daily basis.) my grandfather left the hospital once with my oblivious uncle in between because he was scared that the doctor would not treat him properly. fortunately, said uncle, after being told of the situation by my mother, gave the doctor a piece of his mind and rendered him speechless by yelling at him in public. the doctor apologized afterwards and my grandfather was treated with a better and more experienced doctor. i don't know how he looks like, but i don't forgive him and i never will. i also felt bad because i've overheard my mom saying that my grandmother had to sleep on the ground, and refused our offer of bringing her pillows.

my grandfather was discharged from the hospital days later. his condition wasn't any greater, but his pain subsided slightly and all is well. but he had to take pills to excrete/discrete and went to the toilet every hour. i felt so terrible because he would often have accidents halfway. we prayed for his safety together.

this continued for two weeks. gradually my grandfather's condition began to worsen. and my grandmother had a bad case of the worse eyebags known to man. while taking care of my baby sister, i caught my mom crying alone within her room while clutching onto her phone. and it was not once. (i'm not lying when i say she cried again this afternoon on our way to a shopping mall.) another uncle of mine who lives at another city visits and decides to take him back to the city for better treatment in a better hospital as i only live in a small city in the country. my grandfather and uncle's flight was last night. my grandfather rode a wheel chair for the first time as he cannot stay standing for too long. my aunt cried at the airport. i tried to swallow my own tears but ended up tearing in the car ride back home. it was a very sad sight to see.

i've been told that my grandfather's condition is worsening an hour ago and came on to write about this because i have no one else to rant to so i'm sorry if this wasted your time. you don't have to continue reading.

my grandfather is a very strong man. he was a prison guard so he has a really loud voice. he's cranky and often moody. he took care of me and drived me to kindergarten, to primary school, to high school. he says that i'm his favorite grandchild. although he doesn't show it, he cares for me a lot through his yelling. before his flight, he was very happy when i showed him a trophy that i recently achieved the day before. it warmed my heart to see him smile despite the pain in his stomach. now he can barely stand straight. now his voice is weaker than my grandmother's. now i barely see him laugh. i often hear and groaning of pain when i come back from school or during late at night. i never get to see him smile anymore. i never seen him cry, not even once.

my objective to writing this post is to ask if you could pray for him although there's a possibility that he won't make it because he's seventy years old... once again, i'm sorry if this wasted your time. i didn't intend to make this blogpost so long. i just feel like a ty grandchild at the moment because i can't do anything to ease his pain.

ok i'm going to end this because i can't see. sorry if i take too long to reply the wallposts - i don't want to end up giving half-assed responses from personal issues. i love you all, you mean so much to me. xoxo from taemin.