I refer only to my age with that title. Friends who were at the midi-bash at Bengki's would know what I mean as we had a banner announcing it right at the door.
In the ref right know we have some leftover alcohol: half a bottle of Ely's orange vodka, half a bottle of Absolut vanilla vodka, 3/4 of Cuervo tequila and an unopened bottle of red wine. But what I want right now is just a bottle of ice-cold coke. ho.
My dad is sick. For quite some time now, but I could never understand the extent as my mom tended to text garbled messages when talking about it. I know she was just worrying a lot. From my sister in Cebu I got a clearer picture: high blood pressure, diabetes and now a complication with the kidneys which might involve peritoneal dialysis (I don't have a clear idea what this is) if nothing else will work. Last night my eldest sister texted that they were again admitting him to the hospital cause my dad was complaining of severe stomachache. No news yet after that. I'm not really sure if I should start worrying yet. Sometimes its a bit hard to get a good grasp of the situation at this distance. My dad's only 61.
It's a good birthday, but when something like that overshadows it...it just makes me think, most of the time not want to think about it. My birthday's not till Wednesday.
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