Mom.

My mom admitted into hospital today in preparation for a heart operation, which she nearly died the previous time. 2 days ago, when my mom was beginning to do up the study room, I went over to lend her a hand, like I always do.

I DIY-ed a rack from IKEA with my mother's help. It was then I realised that my mom is old. She used to do all these effortlessly (or is it effort I didn't take time to appreciate). Age is stealing her away. I continued with moving the study table, fixing up 2 computers, sorting out the wiring. After all the heavy stuff, my mom is slowly sorting out her stuff, deciding which to rid of.

Knowing that there is nothing much I can do anymore, I told my mom that I am heading for a shower. My mom thanked me and said, "I think this is the first time, out of all these years, you helped me with stuff like that."

How can it be possible? I always help out.

Nope, it is true. It really is my first time. I was shocked at myself, by myself. I haven't been a good son, yet I thought I've always been one. FML.

I went to visit my mom at the hospital after work and my mom asked me, "how much do you need to go overseas to study?" the next thing she talked to me about was "remember, find job must have CPF." All she had in mind was about me and my future. Not about her. Not about what she is going to do when she leave the hospital. Neither is it about how she felt about the coming operation. It's a major one! Instead, she smiled and urged us to go home because it is getting late.

And I.... can hardly find a picture with her.

If being a son was a test, I ought to be kicked out of the examination ground.

Please pray for my mom. May she pull through this operation. All gods bless her. Thank you.