I remember the morbid atmosphere that lingered in the air when I was attached to the geriatric wards last holiday.
I am sure that I will not enjoy myself working in this field because I don't think I can handle old sickly people that well.
The elderly should be enjoying their lives with their blissful families and little grandchildren after having slogged most of their lives away.
Instead, they are struggling with every breath..

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When I grow old, I will spend my time nua-ing blatantly in the living room watching TV, blasting it to the full volume (because my hearing will deteriorate), and when my bespectacled grandchildren buried in books laptops ask me to turn down the volume, I will say,
"HUH SAY THAT AGAIN I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

And when they speak with a louder decibel, I will snort,
"MUST YOU SHOUT? I AM NOT DEAF. WHAT A RUDE CHILD."

Then I will complain to their mother that their children are being rude to me in a pitiful manner.

I will be the irritating parent who keeps pressuring my children to have more kids for me to play with.



What is there not to like about kids?
Children are soooo cute, especially those at age < 8 ( when they start mutating into vulgarity spewing, porn-watching pests) .

Little Toddlers are always amusing to look at.
They strut around with an air of grandiose in their onesies and heavy diapers.
They usually walk at such fast speeds that their caregivers have to run in order to catch up.
Their caregivers end up looking like fools running after their little bosses and exasperatedly shouting "don't run, don't run!" or "come back! where are you going?".

Yeah right, the little fellow knows where he is going - to look at babes at the other side of the room, duh, you lowly minion.


The baby bellows, "OBEY ME! or I'll cry. Now, we don't want that, do we?"

The onsie I mentioned above is this

If you think I'm handsome, you should see my dad.

The second onesie says
Miss Muffet's got a spider after her, some chick lost her sheep and it probably got eaten, Humpty's head got cracked open, a big mean wolf wants to eat the pigs, and now you want me to SLEEP?

its cute isn't it?

The moral of this post is: Live a long life to enjoy family happiness.
What you can start doing now, is to eat healthily, exercise and QUIT SMOKING to sustain good health.

If I fail to influence my dad to quit or at least smoke lesser, I have failed as a nurse and a daughter.

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