Early yesterday Mak suffered a mild stroke. This wasn't entirely unexpected. Both Noi and I had been worried earlier this week at news that she was feeling dizzy and had spent a lot of time lying down. We were aware of a problem with a blood clot identified when we took her for a check-up a few weeks back, and for which she's been on medication, so you didn't need to be any great diagnostician to guess what might happen. And now it has.
We're going over to see her tomorrow, taking one or two of the family with us. Noi's brother Khir gets married next week so the complications of all this are steadily mounting. And at the centre of it all is Mak, frailly ill.
This is not good. This is what must be dealt with. And that's what my remarkable wife is doing.
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