5 am
These days, the life seem to sail smoothly across warm waters. After kicking up a dust in China, things seemed to have settled down remarkably well. Well, nothing much going on these few weeks, as I mentioned, smooth sailing.
Things are not so fine for my third uncle though. He's dead. Pancreatic cancer, nasty stuff. It's the second worst cancer, after liver cancer. The percentage of survival for those afflicted with such a disease is abysmally low; 3%. My uncle fought a hard battle with cancer, going through 4 operations in 6 months, only to succumb to defeat on 17th of August 2007. God rest his soul. I visited him while he was still battling cancer last month. His body was yellow from jaundice and his movement sluggish from fatigue. Yet, he was still able to joke and remain cheerful. Really puts the "happy people remains happy, and sad stays sad, no matter what they go through" theory to the test. My uncle's condition also puts my in perspective. My injured arm seems so minor compared to his illness.
Well, highlight of the day, I saw my friend's hilarious msn nick. It is a sentence describing a lady's wet locks in misty rain. He probably quoted it from a really bad high school essay, I pray to God that the sentence wasn't his original work. The sentence goes " Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze". Beautiful, beautiful, such poetry. Evokes images of a beautiful lady waving her shiny flowing locks in the fresh spring drizzle doesn't it? Heh heh.
Msn nicks does sometimes hint a little about how our friends are doing. There's this guy in my msn that went " it was beautiful while it lasted", and " pain doesn't go away".. Well I assumed he just broke up or something. Haven't got around to asking him though.
It's 5.50 am already. Wow, time flies. Well gotta wake up early for my physiotherapy.
Things are not so fine for my third uncle though. He's dead. Pancreatic cancer, nasty stuff. It's the second worst cancer, after liver cancer. The percentage of survival for those afflicted with such a disease is abysmally low; 3%. My uncle fought a hard battle with cancer, going through 4 operations in 6 months, only to succumb to defeat on 17th of August 2007. God rest his soul. I visited him while he was still battling cancer last month. His body was yellow from jaundice and his movement sluggish from fatigue. Yet, he was still able to joke and remain cheerful. Really puts the "happy people remains happy, and sad stays sad, no matter what they go through" theory to the test. My uncle's condition also puts my in perspective. My injured arm seems so minor compared to his illness.
Well, highlight of the day, I saw my friend's hilarious msn nick. It is a sentence describing a lady's wet locks in misty rain. He probably quoted it from a really bad high school essay, I pray to God that the sentence wasn't his original work. The sentence goes " Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze". Beautiful, beautiful, such poetry. Evokes images of a beautiful lady waving her shiny flowing locks in the fresh spring drizzle doesn't it? Heh heh.
Msn nicks does sometimes hint a little about how our friends are doing. There's this guy in my msn that went " it was beautiful while it lasted", and " pain doesn't go away".. Well I assumed he just broke up or something. Haven't got around to asking him though.
It's 5.50 am already. Wow, time flies. Well gotta wake up early for my physiotherapy.
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