That how my status update went in some social media today. The first update I wrote with much prayers, tears, and confusions .
Counting down 20 days before leaving Indonesia for a very long time to a far flung country in the continent of America, rough news was revealed as my parents came back from their medical check-up in Singapore.
Both my parents are cancer survivors. They have lived normally and happily for the last two years together, now a slap of destiny hit us hard. Doctors found new cancer cells in dad's kidney, which might be transported by the white blood as he had lymph cancer before.
The not too worst scenario is getting through all medical treatments, that may (50% chances) prolong life for five years, if we get lucky. Yet it'd cost around SGD 120.000 or USD 90.000 or IDR 1,2 billion to go through such procedures.
The worst scenario is not to undergo any medical treatment, embrace the cancer, and have a shorter years to live.
Yes I do have my fear of not being able to see him anymore when I go back, although right now he still looks healthy and happy. I know that putting negativity wouldn't help much, but I just need to prepare for the worst, don't I?
I used to have this idea of my parents retiring happily, growing old together in a small beach or ranch house. Well, pretty much like my own idea of retiring actually.
I wish that this could be theirs too. I want to see them growing old together, holding hands together in a bench, smiling at my kids that run toward them, and hugging them with grandparents' love. I would cherish those smiles eternally, yet now it is a matter of probability.
Counting down 20 days before leaving Indonesia for a very long time to a far flung country in the continent of America, rough news was revealed as my parents came back from their medical check-up in Singapore.
Both my parents are cancer survivors. They have lived normally and happily for the last two years together, now a slap of destiny hit us hard. Doctors found new cancer cells in dad's kidney, which might be transported by the white blood as he had lymph cancer before.
The not too worst scenario is getting through all medical treatments, that may (50% chances) prolong life for five years, if we get lucky. Yet it'd cost around SGD 120.000 or USD 90.000 or IDR 1,2 billion to go through such procedures.
The worst scenario is not to undergo any medical treatment, embrace the cancer, and have a shorter years to live.
Yes I do have my fear of not being able to see him anymore when I go back, although right now he still looks healthy and happy. I know that putting negativity wouldn't help much, but I just need to prepare for the worst, don't I?
I used to have this idea of my parents retiring happily, growing old together in a small beach or ranch house. Well, pretty much like my own idea of retiring actually.
I wish that this could be theirs too. I want to see them growing old together, holding hands together in a bench, smiling at my kids that run toward them, and hugging them with grandparents' love. I would cherish those smiles eternally, yet now it is a matter of probability.
