Last night my brother and I went out for drinks at the mall. We had some delicious Don Pedros, cocktails and shooters by the names of “Amsterdam Blow Job” and “Bitch You Can’t Hold It” amongst other things… The mall was dead, there were hardly any people about but I guess that’s a Sunday night at that mall. We were having drinks and catching up till closing time and then went for a walk in the mall.
Instead of using the closest toilet facility we made our way to the farthest facility from where we were to begin with. My brother, being the gentleman that he is, insisted on waiting for me at the entrance of the ladies’ but it was closed so he and myself made our way to the gents’. I really needed to pee so I wasn’t really bothered that I had to use the gents’, there was nobody around anyway…
While on our way out of the mall, we stopped by the Keg to say hello to our friend that works there. I had not seen her in a long time so it was nice to see her again…
I had taken my digital camera with me but I had forgotten the batteries at home, so I was a little bummed out because of that…
I enjoy my brother’s company; we talk, try new things and act like fools… I had a good time last night, I really needed it…
I am ill too often and I really dislike feeling ill. Yesterday afternoon I ate some pasta that did not seem to sit well in my stomach; I had spent the rest of the afternoon vomiting and whining in bed like the baby that I tend to be when I don’t feel well. So since yesterday afternoon I have been feeling hot, nauseas and just plain miserable…
Yesterday morning my older sister’s doctor called and asked if my sister was here because he had been trying to get a hold of my sister on her phone but it was off. He asked if I will be seeing her that day and if I do I must tell her to contact him as soon as she could as he had received her blood test results and it was important that he spoke to her in regards to the results…
A couple of hours later my mother and I, along with my niece went to the doctors office where my mother had to collect my sisters sick note for work. My mother went inside while I stayed with my niece in the car, she said that she would be a few minutes but it turned out to be longer. She came back to the car and when she sat in front of the steering wheel, she looked at my niece and started crying. I knew just then that there was something wrong with my sister’s blood test results, “Mommy what’s wrong?” I asked. “Your sister’s leukemia is back. Her doctor said that if she doesn’t start intensive treatment next week, she will have a few months left to live…” My heart fell to the pit of my stomach and tears started running down my face as I looked at my niece…
My sister has to start treatment next week, the treatment is costly and I hope that her medical aid will cover the costs for her treatment as she can not afford the treatment on her own. This is the third time my sister has to fight against leukemia; she had it when she was very young, several years ago and it’s back again, only this time it’s really bad. I can not help but try to fight back tears when I look at my niece; she’s so small and helpless, I really hope that she will not have to grow up without her mother…
I am getting much fed up with the way things are going lately, money is tight; people around me are becoming ill and getting physically or emotionally hurt…
Life is so complicated!
After I posted the entry about last week’s incident I went onto one of our balconies and noticed the woman that was involved in the incident talking to a couple of woman at the parking zone of the hardware store and after a few minutes her brother pulled up in her car (which looked like it had been repaired) and left…
The next day my mother got a phone call from our next door neighbor, she called my mother at my father’s place of work and asked my mother if she would be willing to be a witness at court in regards to the incident. My mother said that she would not go to court but if the police wanted to take a statement, she would give her statement. We have heard nothing about the incident after that phone call, so I don’t know what is happening…
Sunday afternoon my aunt and cousin arrived for a visit. We went out for a milkshake, visited my grandfather and went to my aunt’s office to phone my cousin in America. She’s living with some family in Texas where she is studying at college since January, she will be coming back home for Christmas and then she will be going back to America to continue her studying. She said that I should go and study there in America and how nice it is there. She said that she will bring information booklets and tell me all about it when she is here for Christmas.
I wish I had the money and the resources to go to America. I want to live there someday or at least visit the country. Also the United Kingdom.
I went to the dentist yesterday morning for a checkup and was given a referral to an orthodontist. My top left canine is out of its place and I had a choice of either having it extracted or have braces. I chose braces. So I must go to the orthodontist soon and find out how much the braces will cost. If we can afford it, I will get them and if not I will get them when I can afford them myself. I really dislike my teeth…
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