A January Recap

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hi...
although it's already February,.my January was a month of temperamental chaos.Mum-in-law was hospitalised (yet again)on the nite of 21st,followed by my own girl, Ira,on the next day at the same hospital.Mum-in-law,in short,let's call her MIL. The reason she was brought in to the A&E was due to her usual spoof of diabetes and habitual pukes,only to find out later that she's got severe blockage in her arteries and was recommended to go for a bypass.Ira was in for prolonged fever after 2 visits to the GP failed to wipe out her viral flu.Whenever MIL was brought to the hospital,I became the resident 'famiy doctor' who will somehow always make the decision to call the paramedics to the scene,give detailed descriptions and sit on the passenger seat of the ambulance.It has become so often that on the last ride,one of the paramedics actually remembered me as a regular face of the A & E Department. MIL has a total of 5 sons and 2 daughters,all married,aged between 39 and 50.Still,they will need me to navigate the family.U think I talk big? U better believe that this is true.Largely due to the fact that I'm an aggressive pain-in-the-neck,laser-mouthed,impatient woman with a don't-mess-with-me attitude,plus,a strong knowledge of the medical field and terms,(if i can say so myself)I will always be the voice behind every family meetings,decision-making,and....u know what I mean.I always go forward because I can't wait forever for someone of a higher 'hierarchy' stand to come and grab the mike.It never happened.Timid?...I don't know.But over the years,I came to realize that not everybody has the guts to say his/her mind without bothering of what the other party will think/say about them.I am such a person.I don't bother to please people. I don't believe in being a hypocrite in pursuit of having people to like me.I say what I want,what I feel,of what I know,see and hear.It really is so frustrating when people don't say what they EXACTLY feel.Everybody seems to be in a race in being nice,although they can sometimes be the biggest hypocrite of all,in the process.I am a person who won't believe in the credibility of the number of your age. It's just a number.It doesn't guarantee the wisdom of an individual.They say u can always count on an adult for maturity.Well,guess what.?That is a whole load of crap.Age is- and -never will be the factor of maturity.What gives a person his/her maturity is their ability to think and act as a person of any given age or gender. He/she should be able to think and act as a child,as a teenager,as a youngster,as an adult or senior folk in various kinds of life's circumstances and straining issues.He/she should have the nerves of steel to apprehend and intercept any of life's hiccups that goes along the way,with sheer wisdom,courage,integrity,dignity,pride,belief,and an incredible,strong level of self-esteem without exercising prejudice and favouritism.
That's quite a mouthful.
Back to the issue,I have always catered to the needs of my in-laws.Although I would like to see the work being shouldered by the 'deserving' parties,it never seemed to be improving.Nobody came forward to 'take over' as I'm seen to be a person with an eye for details and no stones were left unturned when it comes to verbal family meetings.They would feel that anything they did would seem insufficient for me to approve of.I want people to learn as much as how I did.Nothing is impossible to be achieved if u have a keen interest to learn the ropes.MIL knew she is a whole load of mess inside but she was sceptical and,with all due respect,very very stubborn. She doesn't like to hang on to western practice of medicine.She doesn't abide by the rules on which a patient has to adhere to.The family and I tried our darnest to instill an awareness in her in the wake of her medical status.
She would refuse our help although she knew that we meant well..Everytime I want to reason with her,I would be seen as rude because I remained adamant in my stand not to give in to her self-destructing ways.It may seem to a bit tedious to cram abt 15 years of stories and occurrences into 1 solid posting. To summarise, I expect some sort of understanding,appreciation and support from her children..Sadly,I don't get that as much as u would expect. It was not until recently that I managed to overcome my petty-but-understandable sulking,that I went on to source out for a favourable solution,if not the best one,at least one that it good enuff to be absorbed.We gathered during the CNY holidays after my MIL was disharged again from the hospital days before.Found out that the only way to deal with her tantrum is to actually deal with it psychologically. Somehow,I must say it worked coz she started to develop an appetite and can somewhat consume something as a base for her stomach to take in the effects of the medication. I got the siblings to do a pot-luck and had a gathering to feast off so as to encourage MIL to have a hearty good time as well as to eat.Hence,she managed to obtain some energy which is highly needed by her. Seeing the children and grandchildren seemed to inject a ray of hope and cracked a smile on her face. It seemed to lift up her spirits and she gradually is improving for the better. I just hope that she'll continue to help-us-to-help-her. I 'm also hoping for a slightly better result when I and Kak Miza send her for her appointment tmrw...
Until then,....stay tuned....