Frailty

Walked into the room with Daddy and Bro. There she was, lying on the bed, unconscious and frail - My maternal grandmother. Both Bro and I stood metres away because we didn't know what to do except to address her (though we knew she couldn't respond). Saw Mummy, Uncle and Auntie there as well. All of them attempted to wake Maternal Grandmother up by shouting "Mother". Felt disgusted when they started to treat it like a game; they laughed when they failed to do so. Seems to me that there was a prize awaiting for whoever succeeded in waking her up : ( Seeing at how quiet (or anti-social) I was, she tried to strike a conversation by asking me how Gramps was. I shot her back by saying that this was not the right time to ask such questions because I was superstitious. Taken aback, she looked Mummy in the eye, as if asking her how come I reacted so strongly towards her "harmless" question. Regardless, I couldn't be bothered because I feel that I am just not part of the family.

Many questions zoomed into my mind at that point of time: What was the point of trying to wake her up when you couldn't even be bothered to take care of her and ensure she took her diabetic medicine regularly? What was the point of her waking up when you guys would be pushing the responsibility of taking care of her around and quarreling about the medical fees?

Frankly, if I were Maternal Grandmother, perhaps, departing this world, or rather, this unhappy family of unfilial brats would be a better choice. At least I do not get to eat medicine at the wrong timings; do not eat junk food which I am not supposed to eat, but am still given by my children, do not have to face the harsh fact that my children are unfilial and passing me around like a time bomb and of course, do not need to suffer the torturous effects of diabetes.

Left the ward and was nonchalant when Mummy handed pocket money to Bro because she was afraid that he might not have enough to spend. Favoritism at its peak eh? When I was younger, I would be very uncomfortable to know that I was not the favored one. Guess that right now, I just cannot be bothered. Since I could survive well without her when I was young, I could do that (or even better) right now. Handed some money to Daddy; guess this is just something little that I can do for him : ) Anyway, in his eyes, I am always his precious princess : )

Anyway, yesterday was King Kong's lunar birthday. Hence, he was given a big bowl of egg noodles with 2 hard-boiled eggs! (But it didn't look appetizing)

How interesting can this be?

Fortunately, before that, I had a good lunch cooked by him - Fried chicken wings and his specialty cabbage rice. Initially, I thought nothing of his cabbage rice; thought that it would be just rice with cabbage, but I was wrong. There was not only cabbage in the rice, there were shrimps, mushrooms and chunks of roasted pork too! Yummy!

Cabbage rice

Fried chix wings

From the rate he's cooking, I guess I am going to grow fatter and fatter. Looks like I have to squeeze jogging into my schedule later on!