суббота, 18 октября 2008 г.

about the prophet muhammad





So Iapos;m worried about my dad... We donapos;t get along sometimes, in fact we fight often.� He knows some really cruel things to say.� There is a painful past behind the way I�want to impress him and he is apathetic unless heapos;s angry with me.� Itapos;s�cliche I�know, but if I�could erase the dysfunctional from my life I would in a heart beat.�
Anyway, heapos;s an epileptic who never takes his medication...in theory because the side effects are worse than the seizures.� He used to rarely have them if he kept up with potassium supplements.� Lately theyapos;ve come more and more frequently.� Today he off-handedly told me that heapos;s begun hallucinating during the seizures.� Heapos;s going to the doctor--which is good but also indicates the severity of the situation.� He practically wonapos;t see a doctor unless an arm is falling off or something.� He must really be having hallucinations, and it may be more frequent than heapos;s letting on.�
He said earlier today he saw an anteater in the dining room.� He said that in the past, heapos;s seen objects in the room vibrate or jiggle around on shelves.� As itapos;s happening, he knows itapos;s a hallucination.�
This sounds like a brain tumor or something else neurological to be deeply concerned about.� It also worries me because my dadapos;s father, my grandpa, had a psychotic episode back when my dad was a kid.� Itapos;s part of why he and his siblings were estranged from him throughout his childhood, after his parents separated.� I donapos;t know much about what happened, because my dad doesnapos;t talk about personal things.� Even though Iapos;m family.� I have some right to know our history (especially mental and medical), but heapos;s very close-mouthed about it.� He talks ad nauseum about growing up, but not about the real things that happened to make him who he is.� Of course he would want to talk nostalgically about when times were better than they are now.� But not about his violent, short-tempered father.� Iapos;m sure he canapos;t see how much he must be like him, either.� My father has the temper of fire ants.� Heapos;s pissed before you even know what about, and will give you such a ruthless long-burning bite that you wonapos;t want to see him again for weeks.� But he forgets about it the very next day.
Could his temper (especially as of late) be related to a brain tumor?� Or is he just an asshole?� One seems as likely as the other at this point.� I�am nevertheless worried about it.� I donapos;t think my sister knows yet, but Iapos;m guessing my mom does and hasnapos;t felt comfortable telling us yet.� Sheapos;ll save it like trump card for when it seems like the most dramatic, outrageous thing she can possibly say.� It will shatter my sisterapos;s day, but I will already have heard.


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