How will things go on?
Sometimes, its just hard to be me.
I live with my grandma, she has Alzheimer's Disease.
She goes crazy raving mad and starts scolding people for the slightest things.
Worst of all, she scolds for things we didn't do.
That simply is the worst.
But perhaps the worst, is living in the same house as her.
I just came back from KL after Qing Ming (Visiting of the family grave).
So we went for a simple dinner.
My Grandma started complaining that the distance to the coffee-shop across the road was far.
But she walks to the interchange by herself...
She refused the menu and started scolding when the food we ordered for her arrived.
Continued scolding on her way back, accusing us of stealing her things.
When seriously who would steal an 88 year old undies?
She scolded my mum upon reaching home.
My mum went to her room and slammed the door.
My bro & I took refuge in our room.
My dad tried to talk to her, of course no success.
[try talking the drunk out of being drunk, or the insane to be sane]
Then only did he retreat to his room to try cheer my mum up.
Seriously, I really wonder how things will continue?
Considering this is the same scenario daily for the past 2-4 years.
Then again, you'll probably say, "It sucks to be you pal."
Sometimes, its just hard to be me.
I live with my grandma, she has Alzheimer's Disease.
She goes crazy raving mad and starts scolding people for the slightest things.
Worst of all, she scolds for things we didn't do.
That simply is the worst.
But perhaps the worst, is living in the same house as her.
I just came back from KL after Qing Ming (Visiting of the family grave).
So we went for a simple dinner.
My Grandma started complaining that the distance to the coffee-shop across the road was far.
But she walks to the interchange by herself...
She refused the menu and started scolding when the food we ordered for her arrived.
Continued scolding on her way back, accusing us of stealing her things.
When seriously who would steal an 88 year old undies?
She scolded my mum upon reaching home.
My mum went to her room and slammed the door.
My bro & I took refuge in our room.
My dad tried to talk to her, of course no success.
[try talking the drunk out of being drunk, or the insane to be sane]
Then only did he retreat to his room to try cheer my mum up.
Seriously, I really wonder how things will continue?
Considering this is the same scenario daily for the past 2-4 years.
Then again, you'll probably say, "It sucks to be you pal."
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