I had my first interact session today. Went down to Chai Chee to visit Uncle Koh. Nice man. He reminds me a lot of my grandfather though. In many ways, they are just like each other. Both like to talk, have trouble with their legs and loves company. I was so afraid uncle Koh would fall down when we accompanied him to eat his dinner. After my grandfather's fatal fall, I couldn't imagine seeing another elderly fall down and crack his bones again. I was aghasted when uncle Koh said he actually fell down 4 times, because that was about the number of times my grandfather fell before the last fall took him. Luckily he is healthy and nothing bad happened. I think his life would have been completely happy if not for his loneliness. I couldn't understand why his only daughter couldn't visit him when she doesn't have to work, and only visits him once a month to pass him money which is barely enough to survive. My grandfather was luckier in this case. He could live with his children. Uncle Koh cannot even rely on his daughter for help when he falls down. Sometimes I just feel so indignant - and sad- for these folks. When we brought him down for dinner, the other old folks were staring at him, almost in envy and I just feel terribly sad for them. Uncle Koh is a nice man. He treated us to food even though he barely had enough money to survive. That makes me even more determined to make him happy, to be the ear that he longs for. I have only met him for the first time and I already thought of so many things I could do for him.
I only wished I wasn't trying to cover up my guilt for taking my grandfather for granted. I shouldn't be so emo.
