Tuesday, July 03, 2007

When it rains...

...it pours.

Recently, I've been surrounded by illness.
My uncle from Germany had been diagnosed with cancer earlier on this year, after suffering from stroke or a heart attack.
My mum's just not recovering. She has some problem with her lungs, that doctors just can't diagnose. She also has problems with her joints, especially her legs.
I, myself, had that weird period full of temperatures and dizziness.
My little sister just isn't getting better... I also fear she's becoming anorexic. Her way of thinking is scary. She's 12, and she already worries about her weight. She never eats lunch at school, and hasn't developed yet. Which is weird, because, me, mum and my older sister were women by the age of 11 - physically.
Last night, we discovered my nani (in Bangladesh now) had a mild heart attack. Since she's been under medical care, she's been diagnosed with diabetes and also lung infection.

I can see that it's all taking its toll on my mum.
Her sister's husband, her mother, her daughter...
What does a girl, who's meant to be the black sheep of the family, do?
Pray? Give her mum a hug? Make the curry?

On top of all this, there's the on going financial stuff going on.
We've lost £10,000 due to a money transfer business going into liquidation.
I'm dreading the day my bank statement reaches my dad's hands.

I've not spoken to Quasimodo properly, still!
I think I'll just leave the whole, "does he like me? does he not". He's busy with the wedding season and all... and I've got my own shizzle too...
I just want to see him... and as corny as it sounds, I just want one of his hugs... a kiss or few wouldn't be bad either.
Then again, I've not seen my girls in a while either, and a hug from them would be appreciated just as much.

I've been meaning to clean out for two weeks.
No, not just my room... the kitchen downstairs... and my head as well.
Some thoughts and memories have gots ta go... as well as all those receipts i'm hoarding in all my 15 drawers...


...yes, Shaaf has been plaguing my thoughts recently...
Not really the best time for thoughts of him to pop up...

I need to buy a new brolly.

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