Lost, my nemesis
Daddy is going for a mini operation on the hand again. The doctor inserted a chip or something into his hand to prepare him for kidney dialysis few months back. However, for some reason it's not working anymore. Bloody hell... they should have anticipated this and either bring forth the dialysis or push back the operation. I guess he's worried about it and couldn't eat much nowadays. The doctor said the loss of appetite could be due to the kidney though. Grr! Then faster do something about it lah. Make people go through the wait, anxiety, worry, and pain twice. Goverment hospital suck. Too many patients, too little resources.
Well, at least I'm useful being unemployed. Although I don't like and can't see well, I could drive them to the hospital. For the time being, have to make do with it. When I'm working, I can provide taxi fares! Sigh. Looking at the condition, do you think he has at least 6 years more? Like see me in white gown and even further like hear my kids yell ah gong? Saw on the internet that in general those undergoing dialysis have an average life expectancy of 4 years. But minus the high blood, serious diabetes, frequent soft drinks and unhealthy food... I don't even dare to start estimating. Maybe this will become the greatest regret of my life. Maybe miracles do happen.
Life is as such... you know someday someone so dear to you will eventually be gone yet the worst part is you can't do anything about it. Yes, you have to cherish what you have before it's too late. But stop saying about cherish because cherish is never enough. Although my dad and I are not close... we don't really talk to each other... I still do love him very much. If it hurts beyond imagination when someone important left (but still alive) then what is beyond the beyond when someone you love is reduced to ashes?
