BHR episode
BHR was suddenly taken ill last week.
His brother (my best bud - BB) says that BHR is never ill even at the time when BB saw what turned out to be melanoma on BHR's skin a year ago. Thank God that was an early discovery and it was successfully removed.
Anyways, back to the story.
BB and his brothers have what I consider a wonderful arrangement where they meet on Sundays for breakfast. BB has another arrangement with BHR where he invites the latter for dinner every Friday night.
Last Friday BHR called to say that he was feeling unwell and would not make it to the dinner.
Unusual.
Saturday morning after our long distance call, BB drove over to BHR's house and found him lying on the sofa, looking very weak. The house smelled putrid. BHR had thrown up.
I had told BB to bring food for BHR cos my guess is he would not have cooked or eaten much.
BB went to the store and bought chicken wrap, orange juice, bananas and also brought some food that he had made the night before.
BHR said he had food poisoning and had passed out at work on Thursday.
He probably had not had a bath since that day too.
It was difficult for BB to see his brother not in his normal zone.
BHR is a person who has rigid rules for himself.
He lives by the clock and is the most dependable of all of us who vacation together.
No matter what city or time zone we were at he would be up early and be noisy enough that we would all have to be up soon enough too.
There are four brothers in that family and the eldest (BHR) and the youngest (DR) are such contrasts. DR does not know the meaning of time!
BB arranged for his house-cleaner to go to BHR's place and to fully clean the place.
All the brothers also visited BHR.
Through their discussions, BB thinks that BHR got his food poisoning probably from eating too much plums that grew in BHR's garden.
That is a possibility....BHR hates to see food go to waste and might have even eated some partly rotten plums!
As of yesterday, BB informed me that BHR seemed to be on the mend.
BB and BHR are also quite different in their personalities but as brothers, they have stuck by one another over the years.
Their sisters live in central USA but all the brothers have somehow managed to move into one area.
As in all families, they sometimes have their differences. However, this is one family that knows the importance of being a family.
In so many ways they are very much like the family that I come from.
And they are also the family that I feel I belong to.
His brother (my best bud - BB) says that BHR is never ill even at the time when BB saw what turned out to be melanoma on BHR's skin a year ago. Thank God that was an early discovery and it was successfully removed.
Anyways, back to the story.
BB and his brothers have what I consider a wonderful arrangement where they meet on Sundays for breakfast. BB has another arrangement with BHR where he invites the latter for dinner every Friday night.
Last Friday BHR called to say that he was feeling unwell and would not make it to the dinner.
Unusual.
Saturday morning after our long distance call, BB drove over to BHR's house and found him lying on the sofa, looking very weak. The house smelled putrid. BHR had thrown up.
I had told BB to bring food for BHR cos my guess is he would not have cooked or eaten much.
BB went to the store and bought chicken wrap, orange juice, bananas and also brought some food that he had made the night before.
BHR said he had food poisoning and had passed out at work on Thursday.
He probably had not had a bath since that day too.
It was difficult for BB to see his brother not in his normal zone.
BHR is a person who has rigid rules for himself.
He lives by the clock and is the most dependable of all of us who vacation together.
No matter what city or time zone we were at he would be up early and be noisy enough that we would all have to be up soon enough too.
There are four brothers in that family and the eldest (BHR) and the youngest (DR) are such contrasts. DR does not know the meaning of time!
BB arranged for his house-cleaner to go to BHR's place and to fully clean the place.
All the brothers also visited BHR.
Through their discussions, BB thinks that BHR got his food poisoning probably from eating too much plums that grew in BHR's garden.
That is a possibility....BHR hates to see food go to waste and might have even eated some partly rotten plums!
As of yesterday, BB informed me that BHR seemed to be on the mend.
BB and BHR are also quite different in their personalities but as brothers, they have stuck by one another over the years.
Their sisters live in central USA but all the brothers have somehow managed to move into one area.
As in all families, they sometimes have their differences. However, this is one family that knows the importance of being a family.
In so many ways they are very much like the family that I come from.
And they are also the family that I feel I belong to.
posted by akumangkok at
7:16 AM
2 Comments:
dear june..i have been thinking of bhr ever since i read your post on friday and i must say that no wonder bb is your best bud..he really has a care for his family..not just in words but by his kind deeds...i am so glad that your brother[in this family which you feel bonded to] is feeling better..such a good thing that he doesn't want to waste anything but such a carefulness he should have...i have to be on constant guard with dad goldeb because when he buys eggs from the store, he doesn't check to see if any are cracked...i check them out when we go to his apartment and if i spot a cracked ones..out they go..and then i make sure that they cannot be seen when dad golden opens the garbage...because if he DOES see them...he will take them out again!
he just doesn't realize junie, that those cracks make an egg go bad!
yes dear june, you are so blessed to have TWO such precious families, and you know the older you get, you will find that your vacations with your other family will come faster!...and just to think that god has blessed us all so much with telephones and computers!...never an excuse to not tell someone that you really love them....and i am telling you dear friend that i love you!
i haven't been much commenting or making a post the last week or so because just as you love your american family, i so love my norwegian family...my bestest friend, felisol lives only a couple of hundred miles from oslo and she and her dear ones were so heartbroken at what happened...and to me the whole thing was just so overwhelming..the very first funeral was for a Muslim girl...a pretty little muslim girl who was just as inocent as could be...such usless and mean killings they surely were june...
i think i will try and get back into the swing of commenting on my friends blogs..
please take care of yourself...prayers are going up for you and your mom and your family and your extended family...love terry
Hi Terry,
Yes, it sounds like ur dad Golden and BHR have similar traits. BB once found some tinned food in BHR's pantry with expiry dates in the early 2000s!
Hopefully BHR will now be more careful as well as not wasteful.
It is sad about what happened in Norway. Crazy people happens in all religions.
I am still in my recovery period (taking a long time but I will get there soon enough :-)
Hope all is well with u.
June
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