Grandfather's illness
I've been living with my grandfather for 25 years since I was born. He was the grandfather of good health, but he discovered a heart disease the other day. When I went to visit him, multiple infusions were hanging, my ureters got in, and although I understood about myself, I couldn't speak clearly.
From now on, in the worst case, it will result in heavy bleeding and death, but I don't know when that will happen. According to the doctor, it was quite painful at that time, but for a moment... I work as a nurse, but I have never experienced the death of a family member I live with. I'm thinking of visiting them as much as possible so that I don't have any regrets.
However, no matter what, I only think about if I had been kinder to my grandfather in the past... if I had taken him in more ways... if I had done more like this while I was well...
It's painful and lonely, and I can't get a job starting tomorrow. I have no place to put myself.
