Damper on my spirits

Yesterday, my singapore Aunt came back for a visit. And I was supposed to do for dinner wit Yew and McD cos my parents are going for dinner with my aunt and Yee has badminton. Later, Yew n I would go bowling with my friends. Mere minutes before my parents went out, my (paternal) grandma called, and she said she needed to go to the clinic because she doesn't feel well. Apparently the son that lived with her 'didn't' hear her asking him to bring her to the clinic.
So, with that, plans are changed and Yew and I have to go to the dinner instead =/
Which means that I most probably will be late for the bowling event.... T.T

But, luckily, bowling starts at 8, and we'll most prb be done by then...hehe...so we went to dinner with much lightened hearts. Meanwhile, dad would bring grandma to the clinic.

So dinner started and finished pretty much uneventfully, except for the part my uncle commented that I'm getting fatter and fatter.

-_-

I GET IT!!!!!! I'M FAT!!!!! DON'T HAVE TO RUB IT IN MY FACE LAR. LIKE YOUR OWN SON NOT FAT ISIT? POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK.

Actually, I'm not fat. I'm just chubby in some areas.

.............

@_@

yeah...............right. :/

So anyways, after that, we went bowling!!! at Crystal. But it was full, so wanted to go over to the Riverside one instead. But that would mean that we'll be back quite late, so didn't go in the end.

And that was the end of yesterday evening's happenings.

This morning, I woke up feeling fresh and exuberant. Notwithstanding the fact that it was almost ten lar...hehe...

I came down, and got the report (asked my dad) on what sickness my grandma had.

A minor heart attack.

My heart actually skipped a beat! In all my life, I have never actually thought that someone close to me would get a heart attack. Albeit a minor one, but still, it's shocking enough. When my paternal grandfather got a stroke, it was bad enough. Now added on that my grandma got a heart attack?!?!? I can tell that its taking it toll on my dad... =(

Now my dad's at the hospital looking after her, and I must say that I'm very disappointed in my uncle. I mean, he lives with her! How can he pretend not to hear her complaining that she has chest pains?!?!?! He wans to live there free and not take care of her ka? As if losing a dad is not enough isit? No sense of responsibility at all.Such lousy sons (even though he's my uncle). No filial piety at all. Would you want your son to treat you that way?