Hmmmm.......
did you know that you have to wait your turn to have a go in the oven?
im talking abt cremation.......jus found out today that you need to book a free slot at the crematorium before you can throw yourself, or rather, have someone throw your lifeless body into their giant pizza oven.......but they are nice enuf to provide that big wooden spatula thingy so u dun need to crawl in yourself...........u jus need to come up with ya own toppings......
okok, enuf lame jokes.......reason for the topic of cremation being my granddad's admittance to hospital and he doesnt seem to be in good shape..........evry1's more or less expecting him to conk out pretty soon........tho as close as that seems to be to the truth, i am not sure it warrants any form of.......im not sure wat to call it.........consolation? re-assurance? wat exactly do you call the action of someone telling you to go off peacefully, without any worry, while you are perhaps abt to breathe your last breath? and practically shouting it in your ear, thinking you are deaf.......
well, technically, my granddad's pretty deaf.........but heck, i would think shouting things like,"it's ok for you to go now. go peacefully. go on. it's ok for you to go now." is pretty uncalled for........even if it doesnt scare the shit out of my granddad, it would rattle the peanuts of some of the other geriatrics in the same ward........
my aunt sure didnt think so..........
thankfully she was speaking in hokkien........the other patients were malay.......which incidentally helped cos they would then not understand the buddhist verses my cousin was reciting........
sighz.......the old bloke aint dead yet~!!!! sure he's probably gonna leave soon, but is there a need to freak out like this?
then again, pple deal with loss their own way.........i kept my mouth shut........
learnt something new today........they use dopamine to try and boost low blood pressure........it's the same stuff your brain produces when u gamble........
so im thinking someone should setup some mahjong or ban lak (blackjack) tables in that ward for my granddad...........
im talking abt cremation.......jus found out today that you need to book a free slot at the crematorium before you can throw yourself, or rather, have someone throw your lifeless body into their giant pizza oven.......but they are nice enuf to provide that big wooden spatula thingy so u dun need to crawl in yourself...........u jus need to come up with ya own toppings......
okok, enuf lame jokes.......reason for the topic of cremation being my granddad's admittance to hospital and he doesnt seem to be in good shape..........evry1's more or less expecting him to conk out pretty soon........tho as close as that seems to be to the truth, i am not sure it warrants any form of.......im not sure wat to call it.........consolation? re-assurance? wat exactly do you call the action of someone telling you to go off peacefully, without any worry, while you are perhaps abt to breathe your last breath? and practically shouting it in your ear, thinking you are deaf.......
well, technically, my granddad's pretty deaf.........but heck, i would think shouting things like,"it's ok for you to go now. go peacefully. go on. it's ok for you to go now." is pretty uncalled for........even if it doesnt scare the shit out of my granddad, it would rattle the peanuts of some of the other geriatrics in the same ward........
my aunt sure didnt think so..........
thankfully she was speaking in hokkien........the other patients were malay.......which incidentally helped cos they would then not understand the buddhist verses my cousin was reciting........
sighz.......the old bloke aint dead yet~!!!! sure he's probably gonna leave soon, but is there a need to freak out like this?
then again, pple deal with loss their own way.........i kept my mouth shut........
learnt something new today........they use dopamine to try and boost low blood pressure........it's the same stuff your brain produces when u gamble........
so im thinking someone should setup some mahjong or ban lak (blackjack) tables in that ward for my granddad...........
posted by Ic3nCok3 at 10:48 PM
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