In Worse Condition

I had to deliver medicine to a patient's place today. He happened to be living somewhere near me, that's why I offered to deliver the medicine. The house was dark, and dusty which he explained was due to the upgrading work done by the government to his block. What made me felt for this patient was the fact that he obviously cannot see well with one of his eyes, and he had to rely on 2 little children to help him. The house was seriously in a mess, upgrading or not. Pieces of furniture were piled on top of one another, and with his limited vision, all he could do was to sit near the door to wait for me. When I counselled him on his medication, I could sense worry in him; he is worried his vision would not return. There really wasn't much that I can do except to encourage him to continue his medication.

To know that there are people living in such condition really make me feel lucky to have a dad who slog hard to make sure we don't have to worry about finances and a mom that makes sure the house is bright and tidy... that's with the exception to my room which is overflowing with books, lecture notes, journal articles, music scores etc. Maybe subconsciously that's why I stop inviting friends over. :D