Tick Tock Time

Papa Ding is coming over tonight, having recently fallen to a new low by forgetting Ma Ding's birthday and then, apparently, accusing her of being overweight. Think he might get away with it, due to his illness, but still ... what an idiot, and poor Ma Ding.

Also suddenly feel very strange about seeing him for the first time since I learnt he's having the TX. It's a subject that I've thought about logically in my head but which I have avoided emotionally. It seems an inevitable cruelty that when time is precious, it is also pre-occupied with anxiety about it running out. These are times to enjoy not endure, and yet they are almost unbearable.