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Mom and dad are spending the night in the hospital tonight because dad's massively constipated and I know for a fact that they've done everything they can at home to get him to poop. As much as I begged mom to not tell me everything they did to get him to poop, as much as I told her "no, please, I believe you!" I am still irrevocably imbued with the knowledge that they've done everything they can to get him to poop. Other than that, when the cancery cells metasticized to his spine, they gave him morphine so he's got pain relief, which is good - or, was good for the first day or so and now he's constipated. Hopefully this shit is just shit and nothing more serious so that he can get in to do radiation for the spine thing (then chemo again for the spots on his liver which are either new, or never left , I'm not entirely clear.)
And now I'm getting to bed much later than I meant to because I got into a FB semi-fight on Jannat's wall about how parental influence on a marriage is not a freakish/archaic/premodern thing. At first I though it was an issue of our friend TJ, who couldn't quite grasp why "me and my preferences" shouldn't always come first (the old fashioned, follow your heart thing, according to him), being American and just not being exposed in practice or in theory to cultures that are more group-oriented. Then, when he said "What's the worst that could happen? You parents might be disappointed, but they won't shun you," I realized he's extremely naive, probably thanks to a supportive family. We had to tell him that, in fact, even right here in good old America, there are homeless youth whose parents were more than just a bit disappointed when the children didn't act in a socially acceptable way.
Also, I'm majorly stressed out about this paper which is due on Tuesday. 8 pages and a power point presentation (and I haven't made a power point since middle school and I can't remember how to make one pretty). I'm going to try and write it steadily for the rest of the week, then on the weekend cram in the five pager due on Monday. This is also clearly a fabulous time to decide to start working out again. Just shows how much I do not want to be writing papers.
And now I'm getting to bed much later than I meant to because I got into a FB semi-fight on Jannat's wall about how parental influence on a marriage is not a freakish/archaic/premodern thing. At first I though it was an issue of our friend TJ, who couldn't quite grasp why "me and my preferences" shouldn't always come first (the old fashioned, follow your heart thing, according to him), being American and just not being exposed in practice or in theory to cultures that are more group-oriented. Then, when he said "What's the worst that could happen? You parents might be disappointed, but they won't shun you," I realized he's extremely naive, probably thanks to a supportive family. We had to tell him that, in fact, even right here in good old America, there are homeless youth whose parents were more than just a bit disappointed when the children didn't act in a socially acceptable way.
Also, I'm majorly stressed out about this paper which is due on Tuesday. 8 pages and a power point presentation (and I haven't made a power point since middle school and I can't remember how to make one pretty). I'm going to try and write it steadily for the rest of the week, then on the weekend cram in the five pager due on Monday. This is also clearly a fabulous time to decide to start working out again. Just shows how much I do not want to be writing papers.