Submitted by indo-dreaming on Thu, 11/20/2014 - 16:42
Indonesia is full of so many contradictions in so many different ways but this place takes the cake.
'Sad to say he just dropped dead one afternoon. I'd spoken to him the day before and he was perfectly normal. Mum found him after getting back from the shops- she thought he'd just nodded off.'
Yeh, that is full on. Something I think about if little things, like he doesn't answer the phone. We have no guarantees whatever we do, but at least he was powering to the end zen, no years of suffering and misery.
'Anyway, our family are incredibly tight- I've got my bro's and there's the grandkids and great grandkids and we've all pulled together and are keeping an eye on mum and keeping her busy. She loves it and even though she misses dad terribly she'll be ok- we're a close mob.'
That's truly deluxe zen. I'm crashing, have a good one.
You too mate. All the best.
Wow. Just read Blowie's pissy insinuating comments regarding MBs partner.
You really are a fucking scumbag, aren't you Blowie?
And commiserations Zen. Tough gig. Onwards and upwards, mate.
I know how little this must mean from a stranger on the internet, but my heartfelt condolences, Zen.
My dad lost both his parents last year, yet in a weird way in hindsight we've considered it a blessing that happened before the madness of this year. I can barely comprehend how difficult it must be to deal with that loss without being able to have any normal sort of closure.
Stay strong brother.
He who hesitates is lost
As above Zen.
I just spent the last week visiting my father who is in full-time care living with dementia. He didn't even recognise me or my sister, or maybe at the least, I did catch a twinkle of recognition, but for the most part it's a very sad state of being.
He only communicates in grunts and groans. He says only 2 words of the most important things in his life, bananas and milk. He spends the rest of his life walking the aisle of the dementia ward, and sleeping. Oh and getting into scuffles as he resorts to his youth where he was into boxing.
I can't help but wonder how much the ciggies and alcoholism played in him getting dementia. He's still healthy on the outside, but for the most part he is like an empty shell.
Thanks for the kind words guys, I'm quite humbled.
Westy, it must be hard for you to have to see that decline in your dad. I feel for you man, truly. I guess that even though I can't help but feel my dad was taken too soon and without any warning, MB was right in saying he didn't suffer a long drawn out death- he was here one day and gone the next. It's actually kinda surreal.
Westy, all the best to you, I hope at the very least you've got some good memories and somewhere, deep down inside, your pop has his.
Heya Zen, I read of your father's passing and the circumstance and it hit pretty hard, so send you all the best wishes I can. Dad was gone at 66, a huge stroke. He lived 10 days after it and there was no amount of hoping or praying I could do to reverse the damage. The Dr showed me the MRI and I've never been more devastated, most of the capacity to identify others or communicate with them was gone. On his final night I was 500km away with my Ms' family, and drove faster than I ever have down the west coast to get there; got there; and a heavy exhaustion came over me and I collapsed at Mum's sometime after midnight. Dad never said much and I got the feeling later he did not want us to see this bit. By the morning he was gone and it was an incredibly atypical morning for Perth in February, single figure temps. I felt a warm hand over my head in the sunlight. Driving to the hospital with my brother in his ute, we didn't say much, the occasional swear word. He turned on the radio and got "Stairway to Heaven". 'For fuck's sake!' he murmured, changed the channel, and got "Somebody's crying". We both were. I like to think Dad has a sense of humour and was playing around with us. When I saw Dad I stroked his hair. I also know I'll see him again in some form. I still miss his husky voice down the phone line and I miss the man he was and all the things he loved. So my best wishes to you.
VJ, that was awesome. Made me smile and I'm not ashamed to say, it made me cry.
I miss my dad too- not only was he a top bloke, but he was our mate.
Lots of people say how much they love their mums, but how good are dads!
Hard time for you Zen, feeling for you. You're lucky you got to call your dad a mate. Cherish that mate.
Mine left us when I was 6 and my brother was 4 and I've seen him about five times since then. At the moment I couldn't even tell you where he lives. A real deadshit obviously..
Luckily got a mum who became both parents!
Sounds like your mum did a top job Goof.
You sound like you turned out alright.
Im pretty sure it was Thermalben years ago , whoever it was , I’m grateful for the True Detective recommendation.
Great cast . Well written. Early days but I’m loving it.
Yeah True Detective is epic Blowin. So well acted by all. One of my all time favorite series (the first series that is).
Down to 4 people in the first series of Alone now. I already know who wins thanks to Stu giving it away earlier (!) but nonetheless it’s been interesting viewing. The contestants that are left are not the ones I was expecting.
They seem to have almost come to accept the presence of predators. No choice I guess.
Anyway it’s been good viewing.
The constant wet damp environment would have to wear you down eventually.
Some of the salmon they catch would sustain you for a couple of days by themselves, huge.
Yeah sorry about that GF...
The same thing happened to myself. I was going to skip season 2 and go straight to season 3 due to comments on here about new location with girls in the mix , until I caught a glimpse of spoiler on the internet. It’s not as exciting when you know who won - or didn’t win.
Goofy - You call yourself a binge watcher ? That’s a shameful effort mate. You should be through that season in two sittings max. Pull an all nighter if need be . Any true binge watcher would rather run 240 volts through themselves at work due to TV induced fatigue than take the time to watch a show at an enjoyable pace.
Ideally you should watch the show for so long you even forget where you are and it takes a couple of hours after you’ve gotten off the lounge to realise that you’ve still got a throw cushion wedged between your arse cheeks.
Ha! Well blowin we aren’t all retired and just get to lay horizontal all day lounging around. Maybe rise to go have a leisurely surf or fish... hahah
By the time I’ve got home from work, play with the grommet and dog, feed grommet and dog, put him to bed, cook dinner, converse with missus blah blah blah I’m farken knackered!
Jump in to bed and try to keep the eyelids open for one episode and I’m done
Set the alarm for 2AM and punch through a few episodes before work.
Mate , no one said being a couch potato was going to be easy.
Sorry to hear about your Dad Zen. Mine died when I was early teens , Was not getting on with him at the time- not his fault, me being a dickhead teenager and not realising he was actually suffering from heart decease which killed him age 48. Give a lot for that time over again.
I have these dreams where he visits me -didn't really die, just separated from Mum
for a long time and comes back to see me .
Im with Goofy - Cherish those times