Role Reversal
It’s kinda odd to see that I’m now nagging at my parents than the other way around. My mother got a goitre about two weeks ago, where the thyroid gland on her neck is swelling and creating a growth on her neck. From last week, the lump has increased by 4 cm. She’s been to the hospital, and the growth isn’t cancerous, so we’re really glad. We’ve guessed it’s probably iodine deficiency that caused the swelling, so I’ve asked her to buy iodized salt, instead of the regular table salt she uses.
I told her last week, and she hasn’t bought it yet. She’s been munching down on seaweed (how often I don’t know), and apparently, some website has told her to ‘drink fresh juices, eat more flesh food, and avoid flour’. Christ on a fucking pogo stick, that’s the most stupid advice I’ve ever heard. Everyone does that! It’s not a solution to a fucking growth on your neck that’s solely related to iodine!
Well, anyway, I’ve pestered her enough to go buy the iodized salt today. I asked her to get Julia to go with her, so she won’t end up buying the wrong product. Sis is nearing the end of her O’ Levels, but Mom still ‘doesn’t want to disturb her’. It’s fucking Saturday, shopping takes roughly an hour; it’s not going to make her fail Literature on Monday!
Dad, on the other hand, has put on so much weight we’ve been nagging at him to exercise more. All the extra weight’s settled on his stomach, which is a very odd sight to see. From the back, my father looks like GI Joe, but when he turns, it’s like, OH SHIT FUCK. Sis has been single-handedly trying to drag him to the gym and getting my mother to cut down on the amount of food she prepares (which is a lot), since my father lacks that female instinct that goes ‘I’M TOO FAAAAAT’ and scarfs down everything. So I’m just there nagging at my dad, except in online form.
It is an odd feeling.
