i feel better after seeing my sisys today... but back in my room...its the same word again - lonely every morning... i wake up to an empty house.... with no lunch that is served to me like before... don't even have bread at home.... so everyday... i only eat one meal...lunch. either instant noodles at home... or bought take-aways to his house... or his maid will cook for me.... every morning...if i receive my mom's calls.... its always the same questions - " is greg feeling better?" - " got ask greg not to eat this and this and this?? that and that also cannot eat..." - " rem to ask greg to drink more water..." and the list goes on....
every day i shop for things to buy for him... food...drinks...fruits... spend time choosing vcd to rent..now the vcd shop girl knows me.... walk in the hot sun to interchange and bus-stop to his house.... reach his house... i start my work.... makes sure he takes his lunch... bring drinks and food up to let him eat... help him take things down after he finish eating.... change his trash bag in his room... walk all the way to and fro cold storage buy things for him(sometimes)... ask him go bathe... bathe finish help him dry hair.... spend hours applying calamine on his chicken pox.... get him ready for dinner and load vcd... if he falls asleep before that i'll get a scolding for waking him up.... clear his table after dinner and serve him snacks.... keep vcd and start to prepare to go home... i don't even have company walking to his door anymore.... wait for bus alone at the bus-stop and get disturbed by insects which freaks me out.... or have weird ppl staring at me.....
reach home after the whole tired day.... either i don't see anyone awake... or i see my mom crying.... if she's not crying...she's going to sleep... and wad does she say before sleeping?? -" is greg feeling better today?"
so its the same thing for me today... i returned to a home which is so quiet.... with a sprained neck... n hoping someone will bring me to the doc....
