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o-rlyization — What doesn't kill you...

Published: 2012-01-24 10:22:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 4792; Favourites: 50; Downloads: 14
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Description ....might make you an axe murder some day.

I'm honestly of the opinion that it's better to laugh about shit--even shit like my father's terminal disease.

Why?

Because the alternative is stewing in the depressing thought that my father's body will eventually shut down on him on way or another. That the man who was once highly intelligent and caring has been reduced to a petulant 5 year old trapped in a stiff and bumbling body.

But you know what we do when he falls and puts his head through a dry wall? When he starts shaking while holding a spoon at the dinner table? When he calls my brother our half brother's name and forgets mine?

We laugh. We joke. We carry on.

Because that's what we do to survive.


Just a stress comic before bed based on an rl conversation. Don't mind me. Just... getting something off my chest.
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ToaNovu In reply to ??? [2012-01-25 19:48:07 +0000 UTC]

My Grandpa would always tell us stories about how HE was really the guy behind everything. Like, he told Christopher Columbus to keep sailing even though he wanted to turn back, or he helped Ponce De Leon find Florida and told him what to name it. So within days of his death, we were cracking jokes about him being up in Heaven telling God exactly what he should and shouldn't do. A lot of those jokes were accompanied by tears, but... it helped, you know?

Being "happy" all the time will wear you out faster than just about anything else. There are times when crying or even getting angry are appropriate. The key is moving on once that time is up.

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o-rlyization In reply to ToaNovu [2012-01-28 00:10:01 +0000 UTC]

Haha, your grandpa sounds like an awesome guy.

True. I think the hardest thing about this disease is the span of time. Perhaps it's just how I deal with things but while part of me is grateful my dad is still alive, another part is tired. Taking care of him while working and attending school is wearing me thin. There are days where he's more petulant than usual and those are the hardest on all of us because he's frustrated and we're frustrated we can't provide the best care. I'm ready to be done with this damn disease, but not when it means he won't be around anymore.

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