:(

A day before he left.

I cried alone in the shower. I tried hard not to think. I convinced myself, it not gonna happen while I'm still here. I even picturing myself practicing what I've learned this sem - auscultate his bowel movement, looking for the sign he might have. Mak cakap mata atok kuning. Jaundiced, I guess. And changing his feeding tube.

But it still happens.

And it breaks my heart.