It is my gossip time again. Who doesn't like to gossip or hear juicy gossips? Scientists from the University of California claimed that gossips could benefit our brains sometimes. We have to gossip the topics that bring the right benefits and not to speak malicious and slanderous lies to create negative results.
This is a true story that happened to my uncle very recently and do read till the end okay. I would claim that he is one of my most favourite uncle I have met after marrying my wife. He is in his mid 60s and was always very helpful & loved to crack the dirtiest jokes with vulgarities on anyone that crossed paths. I was always his favourite target and victim for being such a "naive" fool and too sporting guy to play along. Besides that, I am grateful for all his kindness and help to welcome me into the family.
One midnight, the tragedy struck on this uncle at home. He suffered from stroke and fell off from the bed in the guest room. Unfortunately, his wife who slept soundfully in the master bedroom only found him on the floor the next morning at dawn. His brain attack had passed the 'golden hour' that could have saved him with advanced medical treatment but he had missed it unfortunately. Half of his body had become paralyzed and had to be rushed into the operating theater of the best hospital in Singapore. The top surgeons operated and removed the cap of his skull to reach the delicate brains. It was a very long tedious surgery that almost took forever to finish and kept him alive. He woke up from coma a week later on the hospital bed.
My poor aunty had to visit him everyday and was mentally drained as all her grown up children could not be there round the clock. They had to work full time and divide their time with their own young families. This is truly a common situation today when our aged parents are sick, we have to make some sacrifices from our jobs to allocate the time and patience to help our parents. We can never repay them back for all their love and kindness to bring us up.
While in the hospital, my uncle shared a room with another young male patient after being wheeled out from ICU. This other patient who has very roving eyes, was there for some surgery done and he was recovering well. He had nothing better to do daily, other than watching all the drama programs going on in the TV and inside the hospital room itself. He would silently observe every moves to conclude that my aunt had been very caring and brought along all the necessities with home cooked food for my uncle daily. He knew that my aunty loved her hubby wholeheartedly for herself.
Finally, the morning before this male patient was being discharged, he called my aunty quietly to the corner and whispered very softly like a pussy cat purring. He complimented my aunty for her love, patience and kindness towards her ailing hubby who was lying hopelessly on the bed and wired up to all the sophisticated gadgets & beeping machines to keep him alive. He added that he could not tolerate his own guilt feelings anymore and had to confess all his disturbed emotions & everything to my aunty. He spoke out line by line like a lost soul at the church's confessions box. My poor aunty heard all the lines in shocking disbelief and just screamed her lungs out:
.....
WHAT THE FUCKING HELL???!!!!???
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My aunty's heart stopped instantly and almost fainted in disbelief to hear the man's confessions. Both her knees went weak as it limped into rubber. She could not believe her ears from the words of the man's mouth!!! How on earth could he utter such confessions to her in broad daylight. She was shacking her head in disbelief and wanted to gouge the man's eyeballs out with her sharp fingernails. She wanted to open the hospital room's window and jump down at once. It was the most unspeakable incident she had ever heard.
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What did the man confess??
What did the man actually do??
....
Every morning when my ailing and stroke stricken uncle was asleep on his bed, someone would come up to his bed to hold & stroke both his hands and caress his body from the head downwards, whispering all the darlings and sweet nothings. My philandering uncle had kept this slutty mistress in the closet for so many years!! This home-wrecker lady has finally surfaced and would bravely sneak into the hospital at the crack of dawn before the official visiting hours allowed, together with a very grown up daughter!! This mistress' daughter would lovingly address him as "Daddy, Daddy, how are you today?......"
Hell broke loose the minute that man got discharged from the hospital and my aunty has been cursing at her hubby everyday in the highest pitch of voice to go and die right away. Go to the bottomless level of the 18th Hell's dimension of No Return! This whole drama has messed up his whole family's peace and shook up everyone across the causeway. As a result of my aunty's constant screams and bickering, my favourite uncle has suffered from serious stroke 3 times in just a few months. He is now back to the hospital again and got wired up to the beeping machines again..... beep - beep - beep - beep..... My aunty was also admitted to the hospital with severe bouts of depression.
Of course, all the other ladies and aunties were all shaking their heads sadly in utter disgusts while I was actually half laughing away. I discussed with all the other male uncles and cousin-in-laws about this case and advised them that we should shut up our bloody mouths if we happen to sleep on the next hospital bed and witnessed the same dramas.
This is a true story that happened to my uncle very recently and do read till the end okay. I would claim that he is one of my most favourite uncle I have met after marrying my wife. He is in his mid 60s and was always very helpful & loved to crack the dirtiest jokes with vulgarities on anyone that crossed paths. I was always his favourite target and victim for being such a "naive" fool and too sporting guy to play along. Besides that, I am grateful for all his kindness and help to welcome me into the family.
One midnight, the tragedy struck on this uncle at home. He suffered from stroke and fell off from the bed in the guest room. Unfortunately, his wife who slept soundfully in the master bedroom only found him on the floor the next morning at dawn. His brain attack had passed the 'golden hour' that could have saved him with advanced medical treatment but he had missed it unfortunately. Half of his body had become paralyzed and had to be rushed into the operating theater of the best hospital in Singapore. The top surgeons operated and removed the cap of his skull to reach the delicate brains. It was a very long tedious surgery that almost took forever to finish and kept him alive. He woke up from coma a week later on the hospital bed.
My poor aunty had to visit him everyday and was mentally drained as all her grown up children could not be there round the clock. They had to work full time and divide their time with their own young families. This is truly a common situation today when our aged parents are sick, we have to make some sacrifices from our jobs to allocate the time and patience to help our parents. We can never repay them back for all their love and kindness to bring us up.
While in the hospital, my uncle shared a room with another young male patient after being wheeled out from ICU. This other patient who has very roving eyes, was there for some surgery done and he was recovering well. He had nothing better to do daily, other than watching all the drama programs going on in the TV and inside the hospital room itself. He would silently observe every moves to conclude that my aunt had been very caring and brought along all the necessities with home cooked food for my uncle daily. He knew that my aunty loved her hubby wholeheartedly for herself.
Finally, the morning before this male patient was being discharged, he called my aunty quietly to the corner and whispered very softly like a pussy cat purring. He complimented my aunty for her love, patience and kindness towards her ailing hubby who was lying hopelessly on the bed and wired up to all the sophisticated gadgets & beeping machines to keep him alive. He added that he could not tolerate his own guilt feelings anymore and had to confess all his disturbed emotions & everything to my aunty. He spoke out line by line like a lost soul at the church's confessions box. My poor aunty heard all the lines in shocking disbelief and just screamed her lungs out:
.....
WHAT THE FUCKING HELL???!!!!???
......
My aunty's heart stopped instantly and almost fainted in disbelief to hear the man's confessions. Both her knees went weak as it limped into rubber. She could not believe her ears from the words of the man's mouth!!! How on earth could he utter such confessions to her in broad daylight. She was shacking her head in disbelief and wanted to gouge the man's eyeballs out with her sharp fingernails. She wanted to open the hospital room's window and jump down at once. It was the most unspeakable incident she had ever heard.
.....
What did the man confess??
What did the man actually do??
....
Every morning when my ailing and stroke stricken uncle was asleep on his bed, someone would come up to his bed to hold & stroke both his hands and caress his body from the head downwards, whispering all the darlings and sweet nothings. My philandering uncle had kept this slutty mistress in the closet for so many years!! This home-wrecker lady has finally surfaced and would bravely sneak into the hospital at the crack of dawn before the official visiting hours allowed, together with a very grown up daughter!! This mistress' daughter would lovingly address him as "Daddy, Daddy, how are you today?......"
Hell broke loose the minute that man got discharged from the hospital and my aunty has been cursing at her hubby everyday in the highest pitch of voice to go and die right away. Go to the bottomless level of the 18th Hell's dimension of No Return! This whole drama has messed up his whole family's peace and shook up everyone across the causeway. As a result of my aunty's constant screams and bickering, my favourite uncle has suffered from serious stroke 3 times in just a few months. He is now back to the hospital again and got wired up to the beeping machines again..... beep - beep - beep - beep..... My aunty was also admitted to the hospital with severe bouts of depression.
Of course, all the other ladies and aunties were all shaking their heads sadly in utter disgusts while I was actually half laughing away. I discussed with all the other male uncles and cousin-in-laws about this case and advised them that we should shut up our bloody mouths if we happen to sleep on the next hospital bed and witnessed the same dramas.
To Err Is Human, To Forgive Is Divine...
I have signed up to be a volunteer at the local centre to help the
stroke patients. I wish to do my charity part after seeing how the stroke
has crippled my naughty uncle. I am wearing the NASAM T-shirt
and would wade across pools and oceans to help him.
I have been reading up all the facts and issues on stroke prevention so that I can keep myself in good health and shape. I have listed out all the special fruits, juices and food that could help my family and friends on stroke prevention. For more information , click this NASAM (National Stroke Association of Malaysia)
Happy Weekend & Stay Healthy Always!
Don't be naughty yeah...
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