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Kaeiy is listening to: Daughters - John Mayer

Lunkgut-lungkutan muna tayo, children.

Masyadong mabilis ang mga pangyayari. Hindi pa nga kami nangbabang-luksa para kay Auntie Lilia, namatay naman nung Huwebes si Uncle Con (asawa ni Auntie Lilia). Kapatid ni Papa si Uncle. Tatlong taon na siyang ginagamot for pituitary cancer. Auntie Lilia was diagnosed two months ago with bone cancer (which was mistakenly diagnosed as TB of the knees six months ago) and it was too late. The cancer had metastasized to her breasts, liver and ovaries. Two weeks after diagnosis, she was gone. We expected that. What we didn't expect was Uncle Con following soon thereafter. There was nothing extraordinary about Uncle Con's condition that day. Uncle Jo said nakapag-banyo pa nga sila about an hour before he died. Dar, Uncle Con's eldest son, came at two pm to give his dad food... and was greeted by his father's cold body. His nails were black already and his body cold.

Cancer runs in my mother's family. Anybody who has died in the past four generations were killed either by homicide (you know how dirty provincial politics becomes), accident or cancer. Nobody's died of pure old age. I certainly won't be the first one, hehe (nagpatawa pa eh). Anyway, I didn't know cancer also ran in my dad's family though I'm sure cardio-pulmonary diseases do.

In a morbid way, it's good to know HOW I'll die. It's either I get shot, run over (or be the unlucky driver), or succumb to cancer. Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas everyone.

On a completely unrelated thread, (well, kinda, since we're talking about death anyway) I'd like to quote TQ (as she negotiated the winding road to Lucban behind a really slooooowwwww van): "Alam ko na kung anong ikamamatay ko. Either heart attack or car accident."