Mum called at 0853hr regarding my 二伯's condition.

Heard that 二伯's condition has been deteriorating, so much so that he was admitted to the hospital once again. His wife didn't really take care of him, and his son kept pestering him for the will. What a thing to ask before someone's death... Words alone cannot express my anger, but symbols can: #$%!@#%!#$

I suggested to transfer 二伯 to 台南 so that he is within Mum's reach. Mum also suggested to admit him into the 安養病房 in the hospitals. This ward is for patients in their final stages, where restricted drugs such as morphine are administered. Volunteers and church workers will be there to help them through their final stage, and hopefully 二伯 will get saved.

Right now, 二伯 is losing his mental capability. His wife didn't really help him to clean... My relatives are saying that even if he has to go, he has to go with dignity and pride, not in an unclean state. Haiz... Can there be miracle?