More and more bad news about Vu's mom. It's been verified that part of her greatly enlarged thyroid isn't working anymore. Despite periods of rationality, she's been increasingly getting worse... still. At about 12:30am this morning, as Vu and I were falling asleep, we heard things loudly falling to the ground above our head, from the office upstairs. Shortly after these noises a rapid knock on our door, which was Vu's dad asking him to go upstairs and calm his mother down, who takes whatever Vu says more to heart than anyone else. He went up and then began this long argument between Vu's parents, with his dad calm yet his mother outraged. I sat in the downstairs living room by myself listening to the tone of their Vietnamese words to get a good feel for what was going on.

Earlier, in the evening, Vu's dad shared with us after another loud argument, (Vu's dad remains calm in these,) that his mom is worse than ever, that there's a fifteen percent chance she has a malignant, (cancerous,) tumor on her thyroid, but that because of her paranoia she's been refusing to take the expensive medicine he buys her, that she's decided, once again, to not see another doctor, and how she got furious when they wanted to take a biopsy. She had one a few years ago that came back fine, but told me a million times when she was better that the biopsy did horrible things to her body, and so I'm sure that now she feels certain people are out to hurt her by this new biopsy. She refuses it, and is furious at her husband for wanting her to get it. He also shared that if she does have cancer she'd only live a few more years, but despite that, if she doesn't get treatment for her thyroid she'll die in a few months. The only hope is to first treat her thyroid, then her mental illness, and then hope she doesn't have cancer.

She's refusing care right now, though she's been to a million doctor visits already in the last few weeks, with Vu's dad taking a lot of work off to go with her and forking over the money for the medicines. He fears that if she continues to refuse she'd have to be taken to the hospital by force and strapped to a table so she can get the medicine she refuses in her paranoia.

His dad is being driven crazy himself by all this insanity, understandably so. Despite that, though, he seems to be handling it all extremely well. Vu himself is handling it just fine. lol I feel that I'm the one reacting to it the most sometimes! More on that in my next note, though. Prayer is always a good thing, but frankly I've felt for a while now that she's on a path a no recovery. Some people with health problems I just couldn't get worried about, like my aunt with her own thyroid tumor, and they turned out just fine in the end. With her, however, I don't sense recovery, if that means anything.

Vu fully believes that for this reason alone it was most certainly best we got married when we did- last spring. She still had some paranoia, (and a lot was directed at me at that time,) but she came to be a big supporter of our marriage and welcomed me to her family with WAY too expensive of diamonds! She got to participate in her only son's wedding, see how happy he was in his marriage, get to know his wife, see her get pregnant, (and then miscarriage,) and hopefully she'll see him graduate college, get a good job, and us get on our feet as adults, and in our very happy marriage. My dad had a good ending to his life, and through these things, (and my bird being her best friend,) Vu's mom might as well, despite both of them being mentally ill and sick of body. After all, those you love are more important than your own health... even your own life.