Thursday, July 02, 2009

Distraught and Enlightenment

"Life is precious to the old person. He is not interested merely in thoughts of yesterday's good life and tomorrow's path to the grave. He does not want his later years to be a sentence of solitary confinement in society. Nor does he want them to be a death watch."
Dr. David Allman

Two months ago my gramps underwent angioplasty/stenting due to mild heart attack he had had during his midday bicycling activity. Ever since that day, he'd never be the same again. Despite all the endless courage and moral supports everybody's been giving him, he looks frustrated all the time.

I feel you, gramps.

You had always been as healthy as a horse. You did everything you could to keep your heart intact; morning jog, bicycling, doing some housework, you quit smoking over 30 years ago and you watch your diet. Occasionally you indulged yourself with few cans of beer while you were watching boxing match. You're a living proof that there's a normal life after 80.

I have no idea if your military background has something to do with your well-being now. You're still my inspiration regardless.

My heart is broken everytime you mention that you want to die. How could you say something so selfish?! You still have gran by your side, you stupid geezer! You...!!!


I was running out of words. I looked at you and kept silent. I was distraught. And then I saw a glimpse of myself on you. I was you.

Somehow I could see it clearly. I remembered when I was in my weakest condition. My temper sent my rationality far away. I wish I was dead. The more people came to cheer me up, the more I got mad. "Yeah rite, it looks all so easy for you since you're not the one who got sick!" That's what I was keep shouting.

I guess you were fighting the demon within yourself too, gramps. I don't know what makes you so hard to say it, but I believe deep down you are just too afraid to be left alone. You didn't mean any of your words. I know you still have a huge spirit to live. You consented to the procedure that cost price-of-a-car without giving second thought. You might take it as a faint, unreasonable proof but I believe that you treasure your life.

You grabbed me right when I was losing grip, gramps. I will never forget that moment. I was too tired to fight against both my illness and the evil in my mind. I felt like a loser, until you stood before me and told me that you love me. You said that you still have faith in me, and that I'll be a great doctor. You promised me that you will attend my graduation ceremony.

It's my turn now to accompany you throughout your darkness. You're physically fine, gramps. However if you let the evil mind remains in your head, you won't stand a chance. He'll wreck your body and soul. Please don't let him win, gramps.

I'll try to do my best to keep you sane. You know you can always rely on me, gramps. I know it's hard for others to perceive this. Even mom was angry at you when you were nagging me to come and spend a night in your house because I was in the middle of my finals. We knew we couldn't blame her, right? She just wanted me to focus on my study first. As for me, well, how can I say NO to you? Tee-hee.

Hang in there, gramps. I'm trying to astonish you one more time. You'd better keep your own words.


  1. This is the kind of moving posts one should best respect by keeping silent. But I can't, because of the love in it and because of the dilemma's. It really touched my heart.

    I'm sorry I'm only able to offer some lame wishes: your grandpa's recovery of his vitality and health and a successful end to your finals.

  2. and i was just visiting my uncle, who was hospitalized this morning for stroke. it broke my heart too. let's wish for the best for both your grandpa and y wait, for all of the people in the world...

  3. *hugs*

    hope your gramps get well very soon. :)

  4. hang in both you and your gramps!
    I've been the exact same feeling last week when my mom nearly passed away! I just cannot accept it because it was just a simple gallbladder operation and it wasn't supposed to happen that mom cannot wake up I guess due to overdose of anesthesia, and no one admit it...she lost a lot of oxygen in her body and she's taking in carbon dioxide...i thought I'm going to lose her...I saw the straight was the WORST of all the WORST moments of my life..

    hang in have to really fight to be be alive..*hugs*

  5. I am speechless Dev..
    Though I never experience it, but I think I can understand what is your gramps think.
    So.. what I can say is to pray and hope for the best.. the best for everyone.
    And I only can send you my thought and prayer.
    And don't forget to smile..

  6. Dear Devi,
    I could not says any more. Truly, a touched posts. My prayer for recovery soon.

  7. Hope your gramps well soon...

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    Wishing u and ur family the best....Justin...Justin Credible

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  11. It's nice to know that you can empathized towards your grandfather, Dev. Not many people have this ability. The fact that you've been in his shoes once gave you a different, wiser insight, and thus has made you a much more mature person.

    I do wish he'll get better soon, and for him to realise what a beautiful, precious granddaughter he has to appreciate for.

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  13. I love this post, I like researching information related to this, when I was in college did a study about it called angioplasty surgery, where I learned a lot about this subject


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