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A Baker's Dozen of Misfits by SinistrosePhosphate
A Baker's Dozen of Misfits
In Icelandic folklore, one wouldn't be looking forward to seeing a "Santa Claus" during Christmas time. One would be expecting the thirteen "Yule Lads". They are mischievous creatures who each have his own penchant and most of them are inconvenient to human beings. But at the same time, they will reward and punish the children whom they encounter on their way. These "Yule lads" visit each child starting from December 12th, and depending on what how the child had behaved during the year, they would either leave a gift or a rotting potato. 

During each visit, however, the lads also have their own agenda. The first one to visit, Stekkjarstaur, for example, harasses the sheep (although his stiff peg-leg has made it rather difficult.) Some of the lads steal pots, pans, bowls and even milk from the cows. Others slam doors, peeks through windows and simply being a voyeur. A full list of the lads and their antics could be found here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yule_Lad…

There's something very interesting with this age-old folklore. Nothing is completely good and nothing is completely bad. Sure, the lads are the sons of mountain trolls. And they generally cause havoc in a person's house. They steal food, steal kitchen utensils, slam the doors and scare the livestock. These would be the most unwelcomed guests anyone could have. However, they were also associated with benevolent roles such as being the protector of children who would bring them gifts for good behaviour. Once you think of it, that's similar to our relationship with the (in)famous number 13 as well. One one hand, it is associated with misfortune and disaster, although few people can actually say why. We were just indoctrinated when you are but youngsters in the cradle that the number 13 was, somehow, bad. But most of us are happy to receive a "baker's dozen" of treats (12+1). Some people actually believe that the number 13 is a sort of apotropaic jinx that would bring them good luck instead. We have a real love-hate relationship with the number 13. Just like the Icelandic people may have with their Yule Lads. 

Artist's Note:
1. Completed over 5days. Pencil, Pigma Micron ink pen, ranging from 1.0 to 0.2.  
2. Scanned and contrast corrected by Photoshop CS4. 
3. Strathmore Drawing Paper, Series 300, 70lbs (114gsm)
4. Produced for :iconmadmen-asylum: for their "Longest Night" campaign. More information here: The Longest Night: The Thirteenth Hour
5. Just in case you are wondering... The Yule Lads are
(Outer circle, clockwise): Hurðaskellir (Door-slammer), Giljagaur (Gully-gawk), Þvörusleikir (Spoon-licker), Stúfur (Stubby), Skyrgámur (Skyr-gobbler), Pottaskefill (Pot-scraper), Gluggagægir (Window-peeper), Bjúgnakrækir (Sausage-swiper) and Gáttaþefur (Doorway-sniffer). 
(Inner circle, clockwise): Ketkrókur (Meat hook), Kertasníkir (Candle-stealer), Stekkjarstaur (Sheep Cote-clod) and Askasleikir (Bowl-licker). 


P.S. I'm a judge! So I can't actually win this contest. But please join in. And if you like what I do... I offer a commission as a prize to the first place winner.
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A Series of Unfortunate Events

Journal Entry: Sun Jun 21, 2015, 10:55 PM
Call me Lemony Snicket (or was it the Baudelaire children?), but it seems that yours truly has been followed by a black cloud for the last several years. And when it rains it pours, sometimes. Considering that it's Father's Day, perhaps this is a good time to share one such unfortunate events with you. I don't complain often, but I've been told that talking about things is therapeutic. So... let's see if it actually works. 



My grandfather is a stubborn, depressed and passive-aggressively manipulative sort of man. Then again, you can't blame him, his wife is almost exactly the same, if not worse. At 88, he had survived one bout with lung cancer, one stroke, two prostate resections and an abdominal hernia. He still lives with the battle scars from all of the above, too; sporting an overly-large stomach (from the hernia), an indwelling catheter and a weaker left side than the right. As a result, he had become a hypochondriac and complains constantly that he was going to die and people should take care of him. He's been at it for more than 15 years, though. It's like the "Boy who cried Wolf" and the extended family's just tired of hearing him saying the same things over and over again. 

The story really started last Monday, when he was found on the floor in the morning, unable to get up and hypothermic in the middle of June. According to him, he had been sitting on the cold ground since 3 in the morning. He was sent to the local hospital by ambulance. The doctors diagnosed him with a urinary tract infection and a mild pneumonia. Kidney infection and a new stroke were eventually ruled out. Thanks to the infections, however, he had become delirious and weak. He had lost the ability to swallow solid food and he is presently immobile. 

Last week was a series of phone calls and texts from Mum and Dad: "He's doing this, is he getting better?" "How do we know he's getting better?" "We haven't seen a doctor in days, is this normal?" "When do you think he'll go home?" "He's sleeping a lot, is this normal?" To say we were worried that he was going to kick the bucket was not an understatement. Perfect timing, isn't it? Leading up to Father's Day? 

Over the last 2-3 days, however, he'd actually gotten quite a bit better. (For those who don't believe in antibiotics and "Modern medicine", they can try to explain this one away gracefully.) But a new situation now faces us: He's still weak, can't get off bed and still can't eat solid food. My grandfather loves food and is right picky with it. He would guilt others into cooking what he wants to eat for him (and throw out the healthier, better food that had been prepared for him already.) So the first thing he did when he became better is to deny anything had happened and tries to get himself discharged from the hospital - because he doesn't want to eat the minced hospital food. Despite the fact he he could not even flip over in bed on his own, he was adamant that he was fine and didn't need to be in the hospital. And he wanted to leave, today. 

Just to make the situation a little worse, now that he's mind is back, he had become verbally abusive to my parents, ordering them to "Get the nurse to do this" and "Get the doctor to do that." (Better that I don't tell you what "this" and "that" was...) Not a happy camper, to say the very least. And since there is a real language barrier, it's the messengers who are the ones getting shot in the process. 

Talking about being manipulative... he would act like he was cooperating with the rehab and physiotherapy team when they come to exercise him in bed to get his strength back. Sure, he does what he's told and act interested, but the moment these people were gone he went right back to sleep... for the rest of the day. (And then claim that he never slept a wink.) He's done this once, actually - after his first stroke he managed to fool the rehab team into thinking that he would carry on exercising and walking with a cane at home. But the moment he got home, he started to order his kids and their partners to do pretty much everything under the sun for him. And because he believed "walking with a cane would make him lose face", he refused to use a cane to walk. This is the reason why his left side is significantly weaker before his "fall" - He lost it because he didn't use it. 

So now the rest of the family is facing some really difficult conundrum. And that's going to play out in the next few weeks coming. Right now, he's going to continue to pull the "as long as you get me out, I'll do anything" charade. In fact, he'll be extra-motivated because he is afraid of the hospital and hates the food there. But he's older and weaker than how he was after his first stroke. Rehab could take months. If it had to be done at home, we might as well forget about it - because it won't be done. None of his kids (or their partners) can stay at home with him 24/7. No one can presently build ramps so he doesn't have to take the stairs. We're looking at major renovations in order to accommodate lifts and wheelchairs. And the longer he stays in the hospital, the more verbally abusive he will be. Sending him to a retirement home has been mentioned, but due to his present needs and language barrier, it is next to impossible to find him a suitable placement. 

Mind you, all of this is taking place where he lives, in  a different province. I am doing all these "consults" across the phone and text. And knowing him, I'm worried about him and his future. I'm also worried about my parents and their future, too. My mum's written to me and told me how mean and demeaning he was to her. My dad had to tell him today that it wasn't anybody's duty to feed him his meals only to have him act out like a spoiled child. I tell you, I'm worried about all of them. All of the above, for a different reason each. And being so  far away, there really isn't much I can do. 

When it comes to being worried... there's nothing that makes the situation worse like helplessness and hopelessness. But that's the deadlock we're dealing with right now and will be dealing with in the future. 

Unfortunately, this is only a slice of the pie. There's more involved in my grandfather's case than what I've just said (and that involves the extended family. My father has 5 other siblings.) So we are up against another whirlwind of trouble ahead of us. And that... is just one of the many unfortunate events that yours truly has been going through right now. Heck, it looks like I'm going to need my own Lemony Snicket! 



Anyone here has had experiences dealing with the care of an elderly relative? Or maybe just a sick relative? Any suggestions or experiences you'd like to share? 

Cut this again Challenge by SinistrosePhosphate
Cut this again Challenge
I've always liked the "Draw this again" challenge. I think it's a great thing to be able to go back to see what you've done and try to make it better after a while. As someone who really doesn't believe that he's improved all that much when it comes to the drawing department, this challenge doesn't quite seem as useful. Then... I remembered... it didn't have to be drawing. And so the "Cut this again!" project was born. 

I do apologise that I haven't had the chance to post this up until now (it was completed last year). But I hope you won't hold it against me. And I highly welcome every and all comments, critiques and suggestions you may have for me. I am still not satisfied with the 2014 version, after all. I think there's still room for improvement. If you can help me out with it, I'd be really grateful! 

Artist's note: 
1. Pattern credit: The incomparable Fukaya Yuichiro, for the equally incomparable Kagrra,. More information here: www.ne.jp/asahi/hard/pain/
2. Equipment: Cutting board, artisan cutting blade (#11)
3. Paper: Blue lines - Heinz Jordan #1 Layout paper (#41, blue) 
            Black lines - Recollections Card Stock by Michael's Inc. (65lbs/176gsm)
            Various origami paper (40lbs/60gsm)
            Various hand-made natural papers (various weights)
            Various chiyogami/Yuzen (various weights)
4. Size: See picture
5. Time: 15-20 hours. 

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The Longest Night: The Thirteenth Hour

Journal Entry: Mon Jun 1, 2015, 5:44 PM




There is nothing wrong with your clock. Do not attempt to adjust it. It is you who must now stand up and embrace your fate. You have now entered the time and space beyond midnight. There is no turning back. This is it. 

The Ticking Clock no longer ticks. The Hallway ends. This is the time and place beyond space and understanding. This is when our desires and our fears come together, and this is the place where men are trapped... and must face themselves. 

Do you hear it?
The calls for your name has been lost to the night winds; never to be heard again.

Do you see it?
You are now at the deepest lake of your unconscious. Its reflective surface shows your innermost desires and fears. You see yourself as all that you are.

The clock chimes; thirteen strokes rip through the miasma. The rooms and hallways dissolve into thin air and the mercurial moon drenched in pitch. The wandering souls dance until they have been exhausted and tore apart by the wind. In this bleak wasteland is the conglomeration of all sins, now made virtues; all virtues made sins. Desire waltzes with Fear while you watch, immobile, helpless. The time has come. This is the final stroke. Survival means stand up and take arms against yourself; against all of your base instincts until you rise above. 



Thirteen O’clock: Triskaidekamania / Triskaidekaphobia

First coined in 1910 by Isador Coriat, “Triskaidekaphobia” is the intense fear of the number 13. Conversely, “Triskaidekamania” is the obsession of the number 13. They usually go hand in hand, like two sides of the same coin. The number 13 has long had specific and sometimes ominous meanings throughout the ancient world. Christian traditions believe that the twelve disciples and Jesus forms 13 people at the table. Similarly, Loki was the 13th god of the Norse pantheon and was the 13th guest to arrive at the god Balder’s funeral. The Persians also believed that the 13th day of the month was unlucky and left their houses to avoid bad luck.


On the other hand, some people believe the number 13 to be a very lucky number instead. The number 13 was considered lucky in Italy and it was traditionally a good omen to sit 13 at a table. The Colgate University also considers 13 its luckiest number because it was said to have founded by 13 men with $13 dollars and 13 prayers. A number of sports personalities also deliberately choose the number 13 as their squad number.

As the clock strikes 13 chimes, it’s up to you to decide which side of the coin you want to be on. Do you consider thirteen your most lucky number? Or the most fortuitous? 

Star! Rules: Star!

1. You have to be a member of our group to enter the contest.
Not a member? Click "Join the Group" on our homepage Madmen-Asylum 

2. All visual media is allowed. No Lit entries, sorry.


3. Start date: 1st of June End date: 30th of June time zone PDT

4. New entries only. Your deviation have to be submitted from to 30th of June

5. Add to top of your description what your work was done for our group contest. Something like this will be fine:
This is my entry to the @madmen-asylum The Longest night Contest fav.me/d8vnmpk
  The Longest Night: The Thirteenth HourThere is nothing wrong with your clock. Do not attempt to adjust it. It is you who must now stand up and embrace your fate. You have now entered the time and space beyond midnight. There is no turning back. This is it. 
The Ticking Clock no longer ticks. The Hallway ends. This is the time and place beyond space and understanding. This is when our desires and our fears come together, and this is the place where men are trapped... and must face themselves. 
Do you hear it?
The calls for your name has been lost to the night winds; never to be heard again.
Do you see it?
You are now at the deepest lake of your unconscious. Its reflective surface shows your innermost desires and fears. You see yourself as all that you are.
The clock chimes; thirteen strokes rip through the miasma. The rooms and hallways dissolve into thin air and the mercurial moon drenched in pitch. The wandering souls dance until they have been exhausted and tore apart by the wind. In


6. Entry have to be your own. No line arts, no bases.
For photomanipulations: If there was used any resource (such as stock photographs or textures) they have to be credited in your descriptions.
If there are collaborations the prize will be given to just one of the participants and then they'll have to divide it.

7. All entries have to fit our group theme. Please keep in mind, we all are mad here. 

8. One winner if there were 1-15 entriesTwo winners if there were 15-30 entries, etc. The judges, however, do not count as participants. We are here to give you a form of suggestion/guidance/inspiration.

9.
 You can enter as many as you want but you can win just once.

10. Please add your entry to the new Thirteen o'Clock Folder madmen-asylum.deviantart.com/g…

Heart Prizes: Heart

The patients who have enough fortitude and mental alertness to survive to the Longest Night deserves a reward, indeed. 
The available prizes are listed below. We are still gathering prizes, however. If you feel inclined to aid us in our journey, please contact us and let us know. Those who donate prizes are still eligible to win. 

IMPORTANT! The prizes will be awarded at the end of the WHOLE night challenge, not after one hour. So please be patient with us.

Spotlight First Prize: Spotlight

Points 500 and a commission by :iconsinistrosephosphate:  
Points 50 by :iconillydragonfly:  
one month feature on the group journal :iconmadmen-asylum:
one free commission (written or drawn) by :iconillydragonfly: 
Points 90 by :icondocali:
A short written commission by :icontheoracledragon:
A detailed black and white request by :iconblood-pleasures: 
A batch of 20 postcards (reproduction of the winning artwork) by :iconart-and-books: 

Spotlight Second prize: Spotlight
Points 300 by :iconsinistrosephosphate:  
Points 30 by :iconillydragonfly:  
one month feature on the group journal :iconmadmen-asylum:
Points 60 by :icondocali:
A short poem by :icontheoracledragon:
A simple black and white request by :iconblood-pleasures:
A batch of 10 postcards (reproduction of the winning artwork) by :iconart-and-books: 

Spotlight Third prize: Spotlight
(if we'll have more than 30 entries)
Points 100 by :iconsinistrosephosphate:  
Points 20 by :iconillydragonfly:  
one month feature on the group journal :iconmadmen-asylum:
Points 30 by :icondocali:
A batch of 5 postcards (reproduction of the winning artwork) by :iconart-and-books: 

I am a dummy!   Judges: I am a dummy!  
:iconitt0ryu: our kind and patient principal Dr. Lecter, always eager to make our patients feel at home.
:icondocali: our trained and caring nurse Dr. Docali, probably the only one still sane here.
:iconsinistrosephosphate:  Dr. Syn, our one-on-one counsellor and man of letters.
:iconillydragonfly:  Dr. Psychic, the forensic psychiatrist who'll check all the rules are scrupulously followed.

Our entries so far (judges' entries serve only as inspiration):

Star! One o'clock: Erotomania Star!

Contest Entry: Love, love me do! by Citrus-Orange Midnight by Rexionete
Inspiration from the Judges
Fever Dream by SinistrosePhosphate Madmen-Asylum longest night-1 Erotomania by IllyDragonfly


Star! Two o'clock: Arachnophobia Star!
Caught by Citrus-Orange Arachnophobia by Graphite451

Inspiration from the Judges
Little Miss Muffett by SinistrosePhosphate Madmen-Asylum longest night-2 Arachnophobia by IllyDragonfly


Star! Three o'clock: Kleptomania Star!
The Kleptomaniac's Compulsions by Feraligatr66
Inspiration from the Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-3 Kleptomania by IllyDragonfly Goldilocks... by SinistrosePhosphate


Star! Four o'clock: Ophidiophobia Star!

CE: ... something's there. by sp00ntane0us Ophidiophobia by athyn100 Embrace Her Fear - Ophidiophobia by MonochromaticART Red and Yellow by Graphite451 Ophidiophobic by Feraligatr66
Inspiration from the Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-4 Ophidiophobia by IllyDragonfly How many doctors does it take? by SinistrosePhosphate


Star! Five o'clock: Pyromania Star!
The Pyromancer by Graphite451 Maniac by Citrus-Orange Big Hair? Biggest Hair. by Graphite451 Fire by Feraligatr66
Inspiration from the Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-5 Pyromania by IllyDragonfly Spring-heeled menace by SinistrosePhosphate


Star! Six o'clock: Agoraphobia Star!
I'll just stay in the closet. by DulaniY Agoraphobia by DulaniY

Inspiration from the Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-6 Agoraphobia by IllyDragonfly The Arthurian Tragedy by SinistrosePhosphate


Star! Seven O'clock: Megalomania Star!
Megalomania by Feraligatr66 A New Era by TheKingOfDolls

Inspiration from the Judges

Emperor's new clothes by SinistrosePhosphate Madmen-Asylum longest night-7 Megalomania by IllyDragonfly


Star! Eight O'clock: Claustrophobia Star!
Eight O'clock - Claustrophobia by Eledhwen-Arts Eight o' clock: Claustrophobia by wapowska123 Embrace Her Fear - Claustrophobia by MonochromaticART 8 Oclock contest entry -nubbuka by nubbuka Contest: Claustrophobic by hopelessromantic721

Inspiration from the Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-8 Claustrophobia by IllyDragonfly Inside the gingerbread house by SinistrosePhosphate


Star! Nine O'clock: Micromania Star!
Buried Beneath by doodler89 Weeah 2 by lamPkin Dying to Please by Graphite451 This can't be! by rhavendc

Inspiration from the Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-9 Micromania by IllyDragonfly 
Drink me away by SinistrosePhosphate

Star! Ten o'clock: Trypanophobia Star! 
Trypanophobia by Heyrandomppl Kissing God by IggySlash Did God  make me afraid? by keith2c The Consultation by Graphite451 Medicine by Ktoya CE: Trypanophobia by piirmy Trypanophobia by Multiartis
Inspiration from Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-10 Trypanophobia by IllyDragonfly Thorny Briar Rose by SinistrosePhosphate
Star! Eleven o'clock: Monomania/Persecutory DelusionsStar! 
The Milkman Cometh by Graphite451
Inspiration from Judges

Madmen-Asylum longest night11 Persecutory Delusion by IllyDragonflyMaid of Paranoia by SinistrosePhosphate
Star! Twelve o'clock (midnight): PediophobiaStar! 
sawblade sprite by CapnSkusting Claudia by IggySlash Bondage Barbie by Multiartis Vonessa by IggySlash There's a snake in my boot. by GAM3RG33K2014 Dolly Dagger by IggySlash Porcelain Curse by GAM3RG33K2014 Possession by Drewtaryn All I Heard Was ~ * Burn * by IggySlash Betsy and her Baby Dolls by wapowska123 Matilda Doesn't Dance by IggySlash Awaken by IggySlash 3 little babydolls by Dark-Scratcher Bait by Graphite451
Inspiration from Judges
Madmen-Asylum longest night-12 Pediophobia by IllyDragonfly No strings attached by SinistrosePhosphate

This marks the final shining hour in the world of our own mindscape.  The staff appreciates your time and your stamina for having survived for so long. We applaud your unwavering dedication and your steadfast courage for exploring the dark and forgotten corners of your mind with us. It's also our privilege to act as your guide and inspiration. The journey is almost at its end. One more step over the precipice and you will come face to face with your finest hour. 

We will be announcing the winner(s) at the daybreak at the end of the thirteenth hour. We will feature the participants and the winners for at least a month in the Asylum entrance. And the winner(s) will be contacted individually for their prizes. 

If you are interested in reaching out to the staff for conversations, one-to-one sessions and a guided-tour of the grounds and the lay of your mental mindscape, please don't hesitate in letting one of us know. We are mostly approachable and we take pride in our work and our patients.

"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, 
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."  - Hamlet, Shakespeare.


The Longest Night: The Thirteenth Hour
Ladies and gentlemen: the end is at hand. 
This is the hour where time has no meaning and the clocks turn backwards. 
This, is the thirteenth hour. 

If you survive this, you'll be greeted with the daybreak at the end of the Longest Night. 
The question is... 
... will you? 
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A Series of Unfortunate Events

Journal Entry: Sun Jun 21, 2015, 10:55 PM
Call me Lemony Snicket (or was it the Baudelaire children?), but it seems that yours truly has been followed by a black cloud for the last several years. And when it rains it pours, sometimes. Considering that it's Father's Day, perhaps this is a good time to share one such unfortunate events with you. I don't complain often, but I've been told that talking about things is therapeutic. So... let's see if it actually works. 



My grandfather is a stubborn, depressed and passive-aggressively manipulative sort of man. Then again, you can't blame him, his wife is almost exactly the same, if not worse. At 88, he had survived one bout with lung cancer, one stroke, two prostate resections and an abdominal hernia. He still lives with the battle scars from all of the above, too; sporting an overly-large stomach (from the hernia), an indwelling catheter and a weaker left side than the right. As a result, he had become a hypochondriac and complains constantly that he was going to die and people should take care of him. He's been at it for more than 15 years, though. It's like the "Boy who cried Wolf" and the extended family's just tired of hearing him saying the same things over and over again. 

The story really started last Monday, when he was found on the floor in the morning, unable to get up and hypothermic in the middle of June. According to him, he had been sitting on the cold ground since 3 in the morning. He was sent to the local hospital by ambulance. The doctors diagnosed him with a urinary tract infection and a mild pneumonia. Kidney infection and a new stroke were eventually ruled out. Thanks to the infections, however, he had become delirious and weak. He had lost the ability to swallow solid food and he is presently immobile. 

Last week was a series of phone calls and texts from Mum and Dad: "He's doing this, is he getting better?" "How do we know he's getting better?" "We haven't seen a doctor in days, is this normal?" "When do you think he'll go home?" "He's sleeping a lot, is this normal?" To say we were worried that he was going to kick the bucket was not an understatement. Perfect timing, isn't it? Leading up to Father's Day? 

Over the last 2-3 days, however, he'd actually gotten quite a bit better. (For those who don't believe in antibiotics and "Modern medicine", they can try to explain this one away gracefully.) But a new situation now faces us: He's still weak, can't get off bed and still can't eat solid food. My grandfather loves food and is right picky with it. He would guilt others into cooking what he wants to eat for him (and throw out the healthier, better food that had been prepared for him already.) So the first thing he did when he became better is to deny anything had happened and tries to get himself discharged from the hospital - because he doesn't want to eat the minced hospital food. Despite the fact he he could not even flip over in bed on his own, he was adamant that he was fine and didn't need to be in the hospital. And he wanted to leave, today. 

Just to make the situation a little worse, now that he's mind is back, he had become verbally abusive to my parents, ordering them to "Get the nurse to do this" and "Get the doctor to do that." (Better that I don't tell you what "this" and "that" was...) Not a happy camper, to say the very least. And since there is a real language barrier, it's the messengers who are the ones getting shot in the process. 

Talking about being manipulative... he would act like he was cooperating with the rehab and physiotherapy team when they come to exercise him in bed to get his strength back. Sure, he does what he's told and act interested, but the moment these people were gone he went right back to sleep... for the rest of the day. (And then claim that he never slept a wink.) He's done this once, actually - after his first stroke he managed to fool the rehab team into thinking that he would carry on exercising and walking with a cane at home. But the moment he got home, he started to order his kids and their partners to do pretty much everything under the sun for him. And because he believed "walking with a cane would make him lose face", he refused to use a cane to walk. This is the reason why his left side is significantly weaker before his "fall" - He lost it because he didn't use it. 

So now the rest of the family is facing some really difficult conundrum. And that's going to play out in the next few weeks coming. Right now, he's going to continue to pull the "as long as you get me out, I'll do anything" charade. In fact, he'll be extra-motivated because he is afraid of the hospital and hates the food there. But he's older and weaker than how he was after his first stroke. Rehab could take months. If it had to be done at home, we might as well forget about it - because it won't be done. None of his kids (or their partners) can stay at home with him 24/7. No one can presently build ramps so he doesn't have to take the stairs. We're looking at major renovations in order to accommodate lifts and wheelchairs. And the longer he stays in the hospital, the more verbally abusive he will be. Sending him to a retirement home has been mentioned, but due to his present needs and language barrier, it is next to impossible to find him a suitable placement. 

Mind you, all of this is taking place where he lives, in  a different province. I am doing all these "consults" across the phone and text. And knowing him, I'm worried about him and his future. I'm also worried about my parents and their future, too. My mum's written to me and told me how mean and demeaning he was to her. My dad had to tell him today that it wasn't anybody's duty to feed him his meals only to have him act out like a spoiled child. I tell you, I'm worried about all of them. All of the above, for a different reason each. And being so  far away, there really isn't much I can do. 

When it comes to being worried... there's nothing that makes the situation worse like helplessness and hopelessness. But that's the deadlock we're dealing with right now and will be dealing with in the future. 

Unfortunately, this is only a slice of the pie. There's more involved in my grandfather's case than what I've just said (and that involves the extended family. My father has 5 other siblings.) So we are up against another whirlwind of trouble ahead of us. And that... is just one of the many unfortunate events that yours truly has been going through right now. Heck, it looks like I'm going to need my own Lemony Snicket! 



Anyone here has had experiences dealing with the care of an elderly relative? Or maybe just a sick relative? Any suggestions or experiences you'd like to share? 

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SinistrosePhosphate
C. J. C.
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
Canada
Greetings.
I am not an articulate person. But I'll try.

Yours truly was born in 1981, Taipei, Taiwan.
Moved to Canada in 1993.
During the day, he's "Dextrose Phosphate": a recently-employed resident physician trying to look sharp while learning how to save lives. At night, he becomes "Sinistrose Phosphate": an amateurish busy-body who dreams of one day getting a hang at this "art" business.

... in my humble opinion, neither one's going great, really.

Despite all that... thanks a million for visiting my little proverbial hole in the wall (of the Internet). Stay a while, have some tea, leave a comment... maybe even start a conversation.

I'm not an articulate person, but I will most definitely try.

Current Residence: Newfoundland, Canada
Favourite genre of music: Various (with exception to Rap and Country)
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: Windows Media Player
Shell of choice: ... Nautilus?
Wallpaper of choice: Whatever the landlord puts on the walls.
Skin of choice: My own, definitely. I'm born with it.
Personal Quote: "One apple a day... keeps me and my ilk away."
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JohnnyandMe Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist
Can you invite me to the madmen-asylum cause I can't join on my kindle so I'm trying to see if I'm invited maybe it will let me join.
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The-Last-Phantom Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Professional Digital Artist
Thank you very much for the Llama!!

Lewis caming 4 u
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IllyDragonfly Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2015   Writer
Hi! :hug:
If you have some time maybe could you warn the members of Madmen-Asylum that the time is running out for the last challenge? Since you were that creative to add clocks... :XD:
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GhostShow Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2015
I hope you're well. 
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covert15 Featured By Owner May 27, 2015  Student Digital Artist
I haven't heard from you in a while. How have you been?
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FMARocksSoMuch Featured By Owner May 22, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks a bunch for the llama hun~! =D :iconbunnyglompplz:

sorry for the late reply btw, the day after having a really nice birthday dinner with my family, I woke up with a steaming cold..! so I've been off for like... a day or 2... ^^;
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Iguana-Teteia Featured By Owner May 21, 2015  Professional Filmographer
Thanks for the watch :D
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SirDeviticus Featured By Owner May 19, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
THE THUMBNAIL IS GONE
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GhostShow Featured By Owner May 18, 2015
Welp, I'm back and settled for now. Aaah... - - 
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Andorada Featured By Owner May 14, 2015
Hearts In Colour       Hearts In Colour 

                         Thank you for joining
                      
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