Life Expectancy: 65 Years
Claud
An avid collector of your hopes and worries, a romantic at heart.
She thanks her fairies, for blessing her with people who know compassion down to an art.
For accepting her for who she is, who never fails to turn up,
in times of need as well as happiness, or just there for a loving hug.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I Hate My Life
I hate emotional blackmails. And this time, my own father is blackmailing me.
Remember the incident of bringing my mum home? My father begged me, like literally for me to agree to bring my mum home. He even said that he's under tremendous stress from them to bring my mum home to let this crank-pot chinese doctor (who's not even certified) to treat her.
"It's only for 2 weeks."
"We have a 2 private nurses on 24 hour shift."
"She'll use the master bed room."
"you can stay at yvonne's house for the time being."
All this sounds very attractive to me. But it's not about me here. It's about my mum. My mum's not some experiment, she's not frankenstein leh. However, when your father says that he's tired and stressed and possibly want to end his life. He said that no one wants to care about him and he's strung out.
Frankly? I feel the same way too. If i'm in his position without a future to care for, i'll probably do it. Now, my dad's so stressed that he's going to go bonkers.
I'm going bonkers too. The doctor just got back to me and told me that if the acupuncture needles were to puncture the shunt, my mum will have infection and it may travel up into her brain and cause infections there. If that happens, they will not be able to do anything and my mum may just die because of that.
=( I feel that i can no longer protect my mum without my dad. I'm not 21, i have no say. In fact, i'm afraid. For one that always has a plan, i must say i don't know what to do anymore.
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