Waiting The Night In Three Different Devices

I'm scared.

I'm here, sitting beside my grandpa's bed, in Ward 4 of the hospital, wondering, "what next?"
His words are weak, and he keeps on asking the same questions, and patiently we give him the same answers.

He's stable. I'm thankful for that. He looks like he'll get through.

But then, I'm still scared.

I wasn't in Brunei when my grandma died about four months ago..

Now, whatever happens, I'm here.

I'll stay here until tomorrow afternoon, then someone else takes over. It's like taking shifts, I guess.

I can't say much at the moment, because I can't really think..

Signing out

Over and out