It’s so hard to make them to understand
Its hard being a doctor…. Not that I’m complaining. Most of you would already be asking “You’re a bit too late to think about that!”… I’m referring to being a doctor son to my parents… They want all the best for you, but when its your turn to advise them…. nobody pays attention, or “we’re fine…” or “I feel like a rock”…
I’ve often asked them in frustration after my caring but feet stomping lectures go unheard… “why did you encourage me to be a doctor?”…. I only get the “looks”… those sad eyes… which I can’t tolerate.
It’s hard as it is consoling other people, but “Prevention is better than Cure” is a 128 bit SSL encoded message that my parents just can’t crack open. I know they won’t be here forever, but I want them to be as long as they can…. Its simple in thought, yet so complex in action. Another paradox of my life.
