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my mother has hypertension, and these past few days, it keeps attacking her, ravaging her body until she hurts all over, and a single head movement renders her world spinning around. it's pitiful, really, especially when you're so used to seeing her so strong and vibrant. it scared me, because up 'til now, she's my sole ally, my accomplice to every crime.

okay, enough with the sad note, because its over now. she's well enough to go back to her normal ways.

good things that emerged from the experience:

i've mastered the art of taking one's bp. i've learned the science part of it in school, but since my classmates were all me me me!!! i wasn't able to practice what i've learned. heck, they didn't give me a chance to even lay a finger on the sphygmomanometer, so i contented myself with looking at them do it. hah! now i can beat them in any competition regarding hypertension, like "who can name the most number of hypertension medication" game or the "who can take the most accurate bp in the shortest span of time" game. sucking bitches and manwhores. hah!

keep it down may... remember your chi...

the ordeal also made my sense of responsibility fluorish. duh. i have no choice but to do all the house chores myself. never knew it was that easy, but then again, i didn't try doing the laundry and ironing clothes.

and lastly, to help my mother lose weight, em not eating ravenously anymore. fruits and crackers in the morning and evening... em waiting to get back my 24-inch waistline.... weheheheh....