I am a married, and a father of a five-year-old, but I am irresponsible. I live my own life; friends and parties is all that gave me happiness. My mother used to say that my father took me on his shoulder, running miles, to catch up the school bus.  But, I smiled at her (satire).  My father was the oldest young man I have ever seen in my life.  While I was trying to be happy with friends, booze and parties, my father was trying his best to be in good health. He is in his mid-60s and me at sweet 30s.

While writing this, I asked my father’s help because I am paralyzed and bedridden – and the cycle repeats . . . he took me on his shoulders – because I want to PEE.