strange days
last thursday, while i was driving home from work, my sister called me on my cell. the funny thing was i didn't even recognize her voice. i don't talk to my sister much, maybe an email here and there, and a phone call every couple of months. i don't hate my sister, it's just we don't really have much to converse about.
at first, i thought it was my aunt calling me. i must have been thrown off completely by the call since talking to my aunt occurs much less frequently than talking to my sister (kinda like a triple play to a shutout in baseball). so i ended up asking the person who she was. "it's your SISTER." *sigh*
D'OH.
so she preceded to tell me that there's something wrong with my father. the doctor found a lump on his urethra near his bladder and kidneys.
are you driving?, she asked.
yeah, yeah, don't worry about it, i said.
sure enough, i worried, and i began to feel numb. felt a bit strange. surreal.
right after she hung up, i got a call from my parents. talk about your perfect timing.
are you driving?, my mother asked
(what's up with this obsession about not talking on the phone while driving in the car?)
yeah, i am. i'll call you when i get home. in 45 minutes
anyway, to make a long story short, my father is now in a hk hospital, nearby the mansion where the old british governor use to reside, prep'ing for surgery. am i worried? somewhat. but i have confidence in my sister taking care of dad and mum. i do wish i could be there, however. i should go back to see him soon.
i guess the past week, i haven't really thought much about it. i talked to my parents almost every night before i go to bed to see how they are doing. both my parents are putting up a brave front for me. but i know deep inside, my father's condition is freaking them both out. i tell them that dad's going to be okay. see even the doctors say so.
it really doesn't help much when my friend scott's father passed away a couple of weeks ago. mark says that he's pretty much dealt with his father dying. chris's mother has a pinched nerve and had to go to the hospital. i guess it's just something you have to go through as you get older. watching your parents grow old.
today, i received an acceptance email from cal state long beach.
phew. i can stop worrying about one thing.
i had to reread the email three times to make sure the prof said accepted.
at first, i thought it was my aunt calling me. i must have been thrown off completely by the call since talking to my aunt occurs much less frequently than talking to my sister (kinda like a triple play to a shutout in baseball). so i ended up asking the person who she was. "it's your SISTER." *sigh*
D'OH.
so she preceded to tell me that there's something wrong with my father. the doctor found a lump on his urethra near his bladder and kidneys.
are you driving?, she asked.
yeah, yeah, don't worry about it, i said.
sure enough, i worried, and i began to feel numb. felt a bit strange. surreal.
right after she hung up, i got a call from my parents. talk about your perfect timing.
are you driving?, my mother asked
(what's up with this obsession about not talking on the phone while driving in the car?)
yeah, i am. i'll call you when i get home. in 45 minutes
anyway, to make a long story short, my father is now in a hk hospital, nearby the mansion where the old british governor use to reside, prep'ing for surgery. am i worried? somewhat. but i have confidence in my sister taking care of dad and mum. i do wish i could be there, however. i should go back to see him soon.
i guess the past week, i haven't really thought much about it. i talked to my parents almost every night before i go to bed to see how they are doing. both my parents are putting up a brave front for me. but i know deep inside, my father's condition is freaking them both out. i tell them that dad's going to be okay. see even the doctors say so.
it really doesn't help much when my friend scott's father passed away a couple of weeks ago. mark says that he's pretty much dealt with his father dying. chris's mother has a pinched nerve and had to go to the hospital. i guess it's just something you have to go through as you get older. watching your parents grow old.
today, i received an acceptance email from cal state long beach.
phew. i can stop worrying about one thing.
i had to reread the email three times to make sure the prof said accepted.
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