Monday, May 31, 2010
i wonder how long it will take them to realise that i absolutely hate to talk when i'm sick. especially when i have the flu, cause my voice goes weird, and i hate it to hear it. and then ppl will know im sick cause they can hear it too. haha and then they will start fussing over me, which i quite like actually (depends on who's the one fussing), cause their attention will be on me, but also dont like cause it's embarassing...such a contradiction..haha
of coz that does not apply in my mum's case. LOL she had better come fuss over me asap! haha
ok, basically,
im sick.
*sniff*
bye..
Thursday, May 27, 2010
im not much of a talker. especially to my grandparents. but that doesn't mean i dont love or respect them. just never been able to really communicate with them.no common topic i guess.
well, actually i used to talk abit to my grandfather. but after his stroke, i guess i kinda withdrew, and tried to minimise any 'alone' time with him. i know i will regret it one day, but something about the change in him scared me. seeing this strong healthy independent avid golfer become a living shadow of his previous self, depending on people for needs, it really shook me up then. he has recovered reasonably well, but his speech is slighted jumbled (another reason why, coz its hard to understand wad he's saying), and even though he can walk on his own, he's no longer as mobile as last time.
before the stroke he was always scolding people, and he actually mellowed alot after his stroke, which we're very happy about actually, but it seemed like the scolding genes have jumped over to my grandmother -.- not exactly scolding, but constant nagging that drives everyone crazy. we love her, she can be funny at times, but she can seriously drive us all crazy with her constant talking, which we joke about, saying that it could help prevent her from getting dementia since she always likes to complain about past things, which means her memory is always fresh :D
i guess we all kinda 'favour' and respect my grandfather more cause all along, he has always been the one working hard in his business, hanging out and playing golf with all the successful businessmen, building up a fortune back in the old days, working it up to where it is today, while my grandmother has always had the ultimate tai tai life (never having to work, cook or do housework), but still constantly complaining about things -.-
through these past years, i guess the stroke has been the wake-up call for him to slow down, and take a closer look at the surroundings which has zoomed by him for all these years, to just enjoy life, and not work that hard like he used to anymore. but he's not used to this kind of lifestyle..he's been busy all his life, and asking him to sit at home and relax, it's like torture to him. he's just that active, and just has to pop down to his shop, just to have something to do. especially if staying at home means having to hear the broken radio go on and on complaining and complaining about stuff.
things are not rosy at the moment, and hearing from mummy about the stuffs my grandmother gets up to, it actually pains me to know that he can't even enjoy life in his old age. won't you just let the man have some well-earned peace for once?
haiz..is that anything that i can do to help, ANYTHING at all???
its frustrating, and i feel useless...arghhhh..