A few weeks ago I woke to the sound of an ambulance at my neighbours house. I peaked through my curtain and saw paramedics carting him into the ambulance. His family looked worried. He was bleeding from the head. He had some sort of accident.
Him and his daughter used to play badminton almost everyday on the driveway. Since the ambulance, I haven't seen them play again. He doesn't talk much anymore. He struggles to coordinate his movements. His family spend most of their time looking after him.
Nowadays, I rarely see him. When I do, it's with his wife, as she holds his arm and helps him walk around the block. More often lately, I hear the wife and daughter crying and fighting.
Fuck guys, the whole thing just breaks my heart.