Monday 18 March 2013

the big C vs the big B

I've been going to my aunt's place very often now, ever since we found out that my grandmother was battling the big C. Spending Friday nights and the weekends there, I got the see a ridiculous amount of adults saying stuff that doesn't make sense. Just for laughing purposes here is one episode I would like to share. My aunt said this to my grandmother:

"You know, you have got to push yourself to get better. A few years after I had my daughter, I had this sickness. I had headache, diarrhea and I vomited. There was no medicine for it, just your will to get well. In fact, it was pure suffering, even more miserable and painful than your situation."

At this part, I took of my earphones and commented how unfair it is to say whose suffering was worse, but of course she ignored it.


One day in my imaginative mind, lets say that I injure my toe. The pain was bad, my toe is now black in colour. And I go around saying that the pain I am going through is far more painful than the pain that she went through while giving birth to her daughter. 

Being the grand daughter watching her grandmother fighting to survive and hearing comments like this is not easy. I wonder whether my aunt was sitting on her brain when she said that or all the other things she has said. I don't get how people can bring themselves to say things like this. My grandmother is 80 plus and is in the final stage, though it is painful for me or her family to see her fight, she of all people feels the most pain and only God knows much fear she is going through. 


My hope for all who are journeying with her, here is the time to be reasonable and lets your words encourage.