My parents are here!

They arrived yesterday afternoon and we’ve been together ever since.

Here’s the shocker though: After suffering from pneumonia a few weeks ago, my 75-year old father is such in a weak state. He finds it difficult to walk long distances (e.g., he shuffles more than he walks) and my mom tells me that they have already bought him a wheelchair back home.

Trader disagrees that my dad should be using a wheelchair. He firmly believes that once someone uses the wheelchair, they’ll lose practice of their motor skills, speeding up their body’s gradual disintegration.

I am very troubled. Imagine the time when I was three, and he was pushing me around Disneyland in a stroller? Now, the tides have turned and I’m returning the favor by pushing him on a wheelchair.

My father’s hand shakes when he eats his bowl of noodles. He speaks less too versus before when all he did was shout as us kids. He breathes loudly.

I am worried.

That’s what happens when you get older,” Trader consoles me. “You’ll be like that as welll when you get old. You really lose control of your body.”

To make it worse, my stubborn father refuses to take his medicine faithfully, paranoidly thinking that someone else was poisoning him. He only took them this trip once his hand started convulsing.

*Big sigh as Bonita closes her eyes*

Life is interesting but it shouldn’t be this interesting. 🙁

To see your parents weaken in your very eyes, now that hurts.

Wishing that all your parents still be of health, and a great week to all of you!


About Tina

I'm a forgetful person. But I think a lot. Every day, a lot of thoughts enter my head. That's why this blog came to be: first, to keep my memories alive through the years, and two, to actually see how I and my thoughts have changed. Please note that I seldom draft or edit my posts. Sometimes, if I'm not careful, I offend some of you, my readers. And while I apologize for making you feel uncomfortable, I am not sorry for being honest or for making well-intentioned mistakes. I will however be the first to admit if I change my mind. Hence, do read and proceed with caution. My life is as colorful and as boring as you make it. I complain many days, but offer some encouragement in others. Life is fluid, it changes. So keep the positives and throw away the negatives, and I do hope that at the end of the day, you will enjoy reading the blog and leaving comments here and there if my posts touches you. Happy reading!
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