My ass hurts...

And it hurts like hell... >< I can't even sit on the sofa without it trying to kill me... Sure as hell cycling's not gonna be so bad right? Hell, why invent spanking when cycling does the trick - prevent us from sitting down on our ass due to pain.

Sobz...

On another note, my 2nd grand uncle (paternal) was admitted to the hospital a week earlier and my dad only came to know about it today. If I overheard correctly, he was diagnosed with throat cancer and will be having an operation tomorrow morning.

Me and my bro were not very close to him given that we only saw him during CNY every year. But nevertheless, Mum & I accompanied Dad to visit him. When i first saw him on the hospital bed, what shocked me was how skinny he was - like grandma before her death, the last I saw her.

Nevertheless, 2nd Grand uncle was given the OK signal by the anaethesist to go ahead with the operation. After the surgery, he will be admitted to the ICU since he was already old at the age of 81 years.

Knowing this brought a pang of jealousy into my heart. Grandma was 78 yrs and she was not fit to undergo surgery for her cancer. How come he, at the age of 81, can? It's not that i wanna wish him dead or anything like that. Of course I don't! 2nd granduncle was nice to me and bro everytime we came to visit him. But, I just find it unfair somehow that he can have a hope of survival and grandma was given a death sentence when she was younger than him... On one hand, I'm glad he still have a chance for survival. On the other, I felt it unfair grandma don't have such a chance...

But then another question had popped into my mind which left me sober: Will he survive tomorrow's surgery? I think this was a question that was foremost in granduncle's mind. I didn't know if mum, dad & uncle victor noticed it but granduncle's voice was full of trepidation and resignation when he asked the anaethesist some questions pertaining to the surgery.

Hearing him ask the anaethesist with such a fear-filled heart, I felt pity, guilt for my bout of jealousy, and strangely, heartache. Well, Maybe it's not strange to feel heartache since he is family after all.

Guess all we can do now is to wait for tomorrow. Gonna ask mum whether to visit him tomorrow night...