The Sick

Drove home to Ipoh. Went straight to the hospital to visit the sick mother, after a detour to the nearest Starbucks to get her a couple of croissants that she likes so much. She's well and hardly yellow and is set to be discharged in the morning. She talked about how the patient in front of her is mentally retarded and kept her up at night, the patient on her right who's never bathed and smells and the doctors who are ordering tests and blood draws that are not relevant to her.

Visited the funeral home after.