My grandma is a fighter

My grandma is currently being treated in the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) at the blardy sexpensive Fukimah Hospital in Ipoh.

According to my aunt, she slipped and fell onto the ground when she tried to step on a beetle to squash it flat. Sigh. Don't ask me why. I myself ALSO don't know why she wants to do such an unsexciting thing to pass her free time.

She was given a surgery to mend her broken brittle bones around her hip area when she first arrived at the hospital. The operation was a success.

Abuthen, she choked herself silly when she gulped down a glass of water like 10 days no drink liquid liddat.

She has to be wheeled back to the ICU again, because:
1) She has drowned her own phlegm-filled lungs with water.
2) She has difficulty to breathe on her own because the air passages have become narrowed due to old age and all.

I seriously have no idea how to read or interpret the following graphs nor do I know what do the associated numbers represent or indicate.

But what I do know is the nurse said that my grandma is doing so much better today when compared to yesterday (refer to 1st pic). At least she is able to sit up and give me an exasperated look when I told her that I want to bring her out for CNY shopping when she is well again. ;)

My grandma doesn't like people to 'talk Jesus' to her. So my uncle has to ask the nurse to put up a notice on her behalf.

Sometimes it really makes me wonder if my bitchiness was inherited from my beloved grandma one or not. Because my mom always claimed that I'm sooo much more like my grandma's daughter than she herself. *LOL*

Hopefully, my grandma will get better soon. I really don't fancy stepping into this long, dark, cold and lonely corridor again next weekend.