When we received the report that my father, Fukujuro, was jaundiced and had little time left to live, about nine of us including my mother, my family, and my brother's family gathered at the hospital where he is admitted. But due to the COVID-19 protocol at the hospital, only my mother and I actually got to see him. He had been in a coma-like state, barely opening his eyes, but he occasionally responded to our words, and the way he sometimes even tried to playfully move his body to react was simultaneously painful and touching. During the 15-minute visit, I was moved by my mother's modest and sincere words of gratitude to my father. My grandparents had died young, and I don’t remember my father's father passing away when I was four years old. So this is essentially the first time I will eternally part with a family member, and my heart and mind remain restless. Preparing for a funeral while my father still lives is also quite hard to bear. translation: @tabi_the_fat

All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye.🤭

Happily jaundiced 😅 Stukin mana stukin? 🧜🏻‍♀️ #MJmini #AlenaRoseanneJoe