Life is fragile
A few weeks ago, my Mum was waiting for me when she was seized by a sudden chest pain. She sat down, took slow and deep breaths, and felt better. She told me all about it when I arrived to find her seated at Burger King's looking a little spaced out. At that, I felt a little sick with fear. This was not the first time chest pains struck my Mum like a bolt from the blue. The first time it happened was about 7 years ago, while we were holidaying in Bangkok. The second time it happened was last year. When it happened the second time, the pain was so bad my Mum went to a nearby clinic to have a check-up done. The doctors didn't find anything wrong. There wasn't anything they could do about it, either. My Mum has thus been lucky so far in avoiding what appeared to be a stroke or heart attack but who knows about the next time?
I've seen and personally experienced how life can take a drastic turn after a stroke happens. My Granny used to be really sporty; she was a badminton champion and woke up early every morning to do tai chi. She ate healthily too. This was someone who was in the pink of health. One day, she suffered a stroke and had to be hospitalized. Now she's bedridden, goes around in a wheelchair and as if things weren't bad enough already, also suffers from severe dementia. When I come to visit, I often find myself staring at her for long. She lies in bed quietly, sometimes sleeping, sometimes staring into space. Her hair, which was once curly, is now straight after years without going for a perm. But what I notice most is her eyes. They once had a gleam to them, a gleam that reflected her zest for life. Now they are glassy, and when they see me or the others, there is no spark of recognition. I find it hard to recognize her as the Granny of my childhood, the one who made excellent cupcakes and bean dumplings, brought me lunches for school in tiffin carriers and occasionally dropped by at my home to see how we're doing. The little old lady in bed today is and isn't my Granny. It didn't make any sense to me at all why she is in her current condition, when she had lived rather healthily. Perhaps it's something to do with genes. Whatever it is, it's downright unfair that this should happen to her.
What happened to my Granny drove home the point that life is fragile. That things happen, and the life you know can crumble like a house of cards. I admire my Mum's strength in dealing with my Granny's condition. It must have been very hard on her to see my Granny so frail and unable to recognize even her own daughter. Yet I have never once seen my Mum cry over my Granny, or if she did, she took great care to hide her tears from us. Then a few weeks ago, my Mum experienced chest pains, a red flag for stroke or heart attack. It's quite unlikely she would be struck by one at her age, and I sincerely hope she is spared from such pain. Yet should one actually happen, I wouldn't know what to do. Of course I would care for her. But how do I deal with the drastic change the stroke brings? Or the shock and pain? Do I have my Mum's strength to do so? Imagining my Mum as a stroke patient is frightening, and while it does not seem possible for now, such a scenario is frightfully real. Anything can happen, sometimes extreme enough to change the life you once knew, and it can occur when you least expect it. Such is the fragility of life.


Guess how much this yet-to-be-released figurine costs? US$42.97!!! That's about 84 Singapore Dollars! Whoa, talk about daylight robbery! A figurine usually costs about 10 Singapore Dollars. This one's 8 times the usual price! Insanity, that.
Like Evangelion, there's an upcoming movie for Gundam 00 too! I blogged about it the last time remember? The Gundam 00 movie is slated for release in 2010. Details on the movie are very sketchy as of now. All we know is that it's got something to do with Jupiter and "The Childhood of Humankind Ends". Hmmm. Whatever it is, the movie is apparently going to cover a whole lot, going by last month's Animage magazine's interview with a couple of production staff. This dude Kuroda likened the anime to being 'five-tenths to the base of Mt Fuji' (see an excerpt of the interview