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THIS IS A VERY VERY VERY PRIVATE ENTRY, I'D APPRECIATE IT IF IT'S KEPT HERE AND HERE ALONE

I cried, I really did.

I couldn't help it, the day after I arrived, GuMa taught me how to use the phonecard and housephone to call home. The moment I hear my parent's voice, I just teared up.

Everyone's been really nice here, I get to live with the people I know and get home cooked food, even my own room.

But I really miss my parents, my bug dog and my messy room.

I wrote an e-mail to mum this morning and when the reply came back, I cried again while reading it. It reminded me of how I left my mum who's sick back home, my dad who's all stressed up and my lonely dog who's alone all day since my bro's away in the hostel.

It's probably a good thing that everyone here is working and I get the house to myself for now since my sem hasn't started, I get some privacy to sob over.

It's only been a week...uwaaaaa

It was just about a month back when we learnt that mum has PD. She's been complaining about her movements having to slow down and being somewhat clumsier, so we went for a medical checkup. The thing is there's no definite test for PD, so it's only by eliminating other possible diseases, that we conclude if it is PD.

The doctor precribed her some meds for PD, and the thing is that she responds to it. That's quite a hard pill for the family to digest. He even recommended that we get a book on PD which is written by a local doctor. In it, we learnt that mum has a lot of the possible symptoms.

PD is a degenerative disease, remember One Litre? Yes, I'm not kidding. It's sorta a similar thing.

No one on both sides of her family has ever had PD, it's not a hereditary thing, so why on earth does my sweet dear hardworking mum has it?

Dear God, please watch over my family back home for me.

Throughout that one month, my dear dad was so thoroughoutly stressed out. With my mum trying out acupuncture and traditional chinese meds, my last minute uni confirmation, and my bro going back and forth from uni. To add on, my maternal gramma got admitted to the hospital for an emergency operation just days before CNY, so we had to visit her regularly.

Gramma was in the ICU then she got transferred to a normal ward and discharged days later.

And to top it off, I left my family whom I really really want to be with to support them.

I don't even know why am I crying buckets while typing this entry.

I...I just want someone to spare a moment and pray for my mum, please.