07-03-2026, 12:04 AM
After a trying day at work, a mediocre dog walk where Yuki incessantly begged a friend’s nephew for treats (I warned him), and a fair Kung Fu session, I tucked into a nice frozen pizza and some tollywood ultravi. Then a friend texted.
It was my +1 for The Furious. His wife is dying of cancer. She had a major downturn this week, liver and gall bladder failure, jaundiced, put on hospice. They’re at Oakland Kaiser and she’s being released to die at home. She’s been given 3-5 days. They are in their mid 40s with 3 kids. He texted me and we texted about death, grief, being present, and the martial arts for about an hour. He seemed to want to stay on texting saying he was sobbing at one point. It’s such a sad tale.
I went back to my movie after he said he was going to bed finally. But being a tollywood film, it’s 2.5+ hours and I was starting to nod off. I’ll finish it later.
It was my +1 for The Furious. His wife is dying of cancer. She had a major downturn this week, liver and gall bladder failure, jaundiced, put on hospice. They’re at Oakland Kaiser and she’s being released to die at home. She’s been given 3-5 days. They are in their mid 40s with 3 kids. He texted me and we texted about death, grief, being present, and the martial arts for about an hour. He seemed to want to stay on texting saying he was sobbing at one point. It’s such a sad tale.
I went back to my movie after he said he was going to bed finally. But being a tollywood film, it’s 2.5+ hours and I was starting to nod off. I’ll finish it later.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse