mystery of the wet toilet paper....solved

the toilet paper in the bathroom downstairs has been getting wet for no apparent reason. the only reason we can think of is it gets wet when someone takes his or her shower.

grandpa does not use the shower head to bath, he keeps the water in a wide basin and scoops water from there.

mom says it wasn't her. dad bathes at night and sometimes he does wet it when splatters of water fly all the way to the wall. but i know it will be him because that is when the toilet paper gets wet at night.

grandma says it is not her when asked.

and finally......today, i got the answer.

i woke up at 10 today and did my usual stuff- turned on the pc, brushed my teeth, washed my face, went out to get my newspaper and made my breakfast.

as i was in the kitchen toasting my bread and making my cup of coffee, i saw grandma walked into to the kitchen without her walking stick and went to the bathroom. she only stood outside the bathroom and peered into every corner of the bathroom from where she was standing.

i had a feeling i knew what she was looking at. i was asking myself, 'do i want to interrupt her, or do i just let her stand there in her own hallucinations?' in the end, i interrupted her thoughts and asked her, 'do you want to go to the toilet?'

she was in one of her states of delirium and she said how dad had installed all those honeycomb bricks on the wall of the bathrooms and had nailed 'bugs' to spy her when she was in the bathroom. she said she heard knocking sounds on the ceiling which proved that things were being fixed to spy on her. i told her that those honeycomb bricks were there since the bathroom were built and she said that i was only told that by the scheming dad.

she said she sprayed water on the walls to cover those bugs.....so hence, the case of the wet toilet paper. then she went on to say that she had even hit herself on the walls to get rid of the bugs....i dunno how true this was. but i dun want this to be true. i dun want her to cause bodily injuries to herself.

she went on to hit her chest with her fists saying she has this kind of son.

then i said i wanted to bring her to see the doctor because she is hearing noises in her ears. she said she did not need a doctor because she is the doctor.

then i told her to go and sit down and rest. what if she stood too long and fall down again. she replied saying that just let her fall and die. gosh.....if only it was that easy to die.

finally i managed to get her to her chair in the living room and she mumbled there for a while and i just let her alone. she was lost in her own world. when the yakult lady came 10 mins later to send our weekly supply of yakult, she also did not heard her shouts from the gate and just sat there lost.

so here you have it, the kind of things i have to face at home. yesterday she sat there mumbling and talking in hokkien about things in the past. she was talking to no one in particular as she just gazed into space in front of her while i was there watching the korean series. aunt called when she was 20 minutes into her 'talk' and grandma gave her some false stories about me attending a big talk that day where many people attended. the fact is, i only went for a small meeting where i keyed in marks. i did not tell her what my meeting was about and she just came up with her own version.

it was so easy and convenient for others to just listen to my stories of grandma and then said that 'she looks all right to me when i come.' grandma is accusing my family of being the parasites and are only taking everything and not giving while her other sons and daughter are contributing. how do you think that makes me feel? yes, i know she is sick but when i heard some just say 'she is all right' that makes me just want to scream.

i am emotionally-shaken at the moment but i am not apologising for whatever i have written. if only life is as comforting as a bowl of macaroni and cheese and sweet as cakes.

i guess once in a while you can escape but the reality is always there. well, i escaped into my macaroni and cheese with choc cheese cake and chocolate fudge cake with my glass of chocolate milkshake after my meeting at secret recipe yesterday.

i am sure i will always have this kinda comfy corner to retreat to as i do have some great siblings and relatives and not to mention friends. so in the spirit of thanksgiving, thank you to those who support and cheer me up. and thank you to the internet too. it is the best escapade.