Condition? Bad…very bad

Not me, it’s grandpa. He’s in dangerous denial. The lump at his neck is getting bigger and bigger everyday. Why? The treatment (direct infusion of Chinese herbs) is not working. Why? He refuses to take the specified amount. Why? Because it hurts. The x-ray report was bad. It’s spreading to the lungs. And now, the old man wants to go back to m’sia. And if he does, he won’t get to properly treat the stooopid lump. And he won’t get to crap properly (sorrie if dis is reallie gross for ppl, but hey, this is wat I’m dealin’ wif). His condition is gonna worsen.

but does he realize it? obviously not. Why? Cos he doesn’t knoe the how bad the bloody effects are gonna be. Why? Cos he’s bloody in denial. I don’t blame him. At that age, I’d prolly think twice too…dats why it requires a lot of persuasion. So who does he listen to? Nobody! Not even my grandma. He reckons we’re (his kids and grandkids) ahem…kids. Hence, we knoe jack all. He doesn’t listen to the poor poor doctor. She says 3 bottles, he says 2. She says 8 pills for this medicine, 6 for dat, 3 for this, 2 for that, half of this and 5 of these, he says 4, 3, 3, 1, no need and 2 and a half. I think he doesn’t understand why he’s becoming this way. When u try to talk about it…he waves u off.

there’s laughter in the room. No doubt. But, it’s getting less. He’s a jolly fellow, finding humour in almost anything. But when it comes to the disease. It’s tragic. Ahh well.

I gotta officially thank Andrew for getting me thru these days…I suck, so thanks for enduring. and as crappy as it sounds, playing Yahoo! literati and graffiti actuallie cleared my mind quite a bit. So, a big thanks to mayni as well for including me in the silly game!!! It’s very engaging ;p.

am missing him desperately...

alrite, I’m bushed…over and out.