Double phew!

My dad had a late discharge yesterday and OLD HERO IS BACK!
to the marvelous world of soccer (whatever league it is now) and canto dubbed in chinese dramas.

He has been very tired. He says its because of the lack of sleep in the hospital and the lack of cigarettes (HE IS FINALLY FORCED TO STOP SMOKING! YAY! although i much prefer that he quits on his own but i guess this is more efficient eh?).
But i think he really aged a lot in a few days.

sigh.

anyway. i have taken upon myself a sacred duty.
i know this sounds very paranoid and a tad psychotic. BUT i have been checking up on my dad when he is sleeping. (to see if he is still breathing!)

ya i think i am a nutcase too. i will either stand at the door to do that or go right up to his side.
i know i should stop doing it, lest he wakes up look at me with my disheveled hair, then.... Wah! i cannot handle another relapse!

hahaha. i feel like i went back to being a kid again. i guess most kids have this fear of parents dying off and abandoning them. i used to cry my eyes out when any of my parents leave the house. My dad also didn't help much by keep laughing and pretending to go out the gate and then come back again.

Hmmm.. for that i shall continue my antics for the next week.