Wait 'll just try this. So cute : ही। माय नेम इस देब्बिए। Hihi.
I don't think I'll ever buy a designer bag. Or any bag that costs more than $30. No, I have no problem with people splurging on themselves anymore. But my reason now is personal and the reason is: my aunt was diagnosed with lung cancer.
I didn't take the news well. Well, I didn't break down and cry. My aunt and I weren't that close. So-so. Still, she's always been to me, a permanent figure in our family. She's just always there and I spent my entire life living next door to her and eversince I left The Philippines, living with her. While she never made any attempt to be mom-like to me or to my sister, she was the closest to a mother we could have. But yeah. I didn't take the news very well. Because instead of hugging her, which I should have done but because I am cold and distant, I took the logical approach- what are we going to do about it?
The doctor told her that she would need to have an operation. The tumor is already as big as half of her left lung but in order to have that operation, we need to apply for some kind of aid. If we don't get that aid, the option is to pay out of pocket, money that we actually don't have. The other option is to have the operation in The Philippines, where it's probably cheaper.
She did decide, though it's not final, that she wouldn't have the operation. I believe she's very scared. She says it'll probably kill her faster than the cancer could. I asked her if it's possible to have chemo instead of having that tumor dug out and destroyed. It's just as difficult but anything to keep her alive.
I believe she will go home soon, though, given the situation. Either way, she'll want to be in The Philippines. Love is indeed most solid at the time of death (GGM) and now, her love for her children and her old life weigh more than her love for herself.
But going back, I have now decided to have a fund for my personal, imminent death. Hey, it's just as likely as anyone's end. No one knows. But I vow to start a fund for when I get sick, hospitalized. Sure, I'll have fun but now I get why my father gets mad when my sister buys bags and watches she doesn't need. Stuff that arouse her interest and satisfy her material craving. Now I am more than happy to have a father who thinks very far into the future, who knows what's essential, who knows that there's no higher physical craving than to stay healthy and fight for life when it's being threatened.
Best of luck to my aunt. I'm googling doctors. There's no time to waste.
I don't think I'll ever buy a designer bag. Or any bag that costs more than $30. No, I have no problem with people splurging on themselves anymore. But my reason now is personal and the reason is: my aunt was diagnosed with lung cancer.
I didn't take the news well. Well, I didn't break down and cry. My aunt and I weren't that close. So-so. Still, she's always been to me, a permanent figure in our family. She's just always there and I spent my entire life living next door to her and eversince I left The Philippines, living with her. While she never made any attempt to be mom-like to me or to my sister, she was the closest to a mother we could have. But yeah. I didn't take the news very well. Because instead of hugging her, which I should have done but because I am cold and distant, I took the logical approach- what are we going to do about it?
The doctor told her that she would need to have an operation. The tumor is already as big as half of her left lung but in order to have that operation, we need to apply for some kind of aid. If we don't get that aid, the option is to pay out of pocket, money that we actually don't have. The other option is to have the operation in The Philippines, where it's probably cheaper.
She did decide, though it's not final, that she wouldn't have the operation. I believe she's very scared. She says it'll probably kill her faster than the cancer could. I asked her if it's possible to have chemo instead of having that tumor dug out and destroyed. It's just as difficult but anything to keep her alive.
I believe she will go home soon, though, given the situation. Either way, she'll want to be in The Philippines. Love is indeed most solid at the time of death (GGM) and now, her love for her children and her old life weigh more than her love for herself.
But going back, I have now decided to have a fund for my personal, imminent death. Hey, it's just as likely as anyone's end. No one knows. But I vow to start a fund for when I get sick, hospitalized. Sure, I'll have fun but now I get why my father gets mad when my sister buys bags and watches she doesn't need. Stuff that arouse her interest and satisfy her material craving. Now I am more than happy to have a father who thinks very far into the future, who knows what's essential, who knows that there's no higher physical craving than to stay healthy and fight for life when it's being threatened.
Best of luck to my aunt. I'm googling doctors. There's no time to waste.
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