anomie of the redundant

last friday i bought jessica zafra's tw7sted (oh yes, i'm promoting it)

sakto

'cause the first article was about death.

we were on our way to capitol medical center when we stopped by sm north edsa.

my lola had internal bleeding, maybe the reason for that is she's 89 years old. my mom was scientifically inclined to say, "alam niyo, malapit na yung lola niyo".

actually we didn't grow up being close with the Amurao clan.


but at that moment, i kinda felt how painful it was for my granny.

there were different sets of tubes for different complications

from time to time the nurse guy injects her with something to regulate insulin level.

and there's this creepy monitor that has a fluctuating line and goes with a long *beep!* if the patient is dead. (junior may you rest in peace!)


anyway, i hate the fact that i don't know how i could express my empathy for her. her family.


enough with poignancy shit.