My grandfather was admitted to Tan Tock Seng on the 30th of April 2000. He was admitted to ward 8D, bed 131. At first I really thought he was dying-he didn't even open his eyes. I was really scared. I really think he suffered a lot-really damn lot. I think he would rather die than suffer. If he dies, I want him to go to heaven and will always remember me as I will always remember him. I relly love him a lot. He sacrifised a lot for me. He spent a lot of money just to buy me things (3 rabbits, 2 rare turtles and many more small fish). There's nothing more for me to do except for praying to Allah for him. Bye Atuk. Love You!!
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