The most sincere one.
My favourite grandpa in ward is now fighting for the last few weeks or months of his life. I really hope the best for him. I really want him to go back home soon to spend the last moments of his life with his loved ones. He is always so cheerful and adorable. It breaks my heart to see him deconditioning or fit signs that I've learnt in palliative talk about predicting prognosis. He said that it was night time already and he couldn't see clearly who I was. I stood close to him, in his face, he exclaimed, "Wow, beautiful." with his delighted face. This has got to be one of the best compliment I've ever received in my life :')
