My dad claims he is seeing things at the hospital, so I decided to stay overnight to accompany him.
It's at B2 ward, so it's packed with another 4 patients. It can be very noisy even late at night with nurses checking on the patients and the patient beside my dad coughing and clearing his phelgm.
The next day, my dad said he is scare of the person beside him passing away, and that he has big eyes,and look rather scary.
My wife told me that during meal time, that patient beside my dad do look at my dad, because he is being fed through a tube, and while my dad might comment that the daily non changing diet of porridge is getting bland and boring, it never dawn on me that it is considered a luxury for the patient beside him.
Hence that look.
Not sure why I am quite affected by my wife observation. Make me realise the things we take for granted, like eating.
I am also thinking to myself that night that the man beside my dad is really quite noisy, how do my dad get a proper sleep. There is no sense of empathy at all.
His wife is always accompanying him when I visit, and after seeing me for a few days, gave me a smile.
How will I go next time, I just hope my mind is still strong, if I cannot control which organ or cells to fail.