When my grandfather had stroke, back when I was 11 or something. He couldn't move on his own at all. My parents took care of him. That's the first time I smelt it. And I fucking hated it

Maybe because they don't shower?

Maybe

I smelt it several times in my life, from my grandmother, or when I briefly worked at the local ER.

Well what, does your mom have the scent now or something?

Last week I'm massaging her body, I smelt the same scent from her

Actually I'm not gonna make a joke out of that.

So does she shower?

Of course

She takes shower

Well then I guess it's not from not showering.

I've been accepted that the fact my mother won't be better again, she can't be. I know it, my father knows it(he told me), and even my mom knows it. There's no "getting good again" and all we can do is to do our best to make sure she won't gets worse.

What happened to her?

She's diabetic

Severe diabetic

Ouch.

A step before her limbs starts to rot and fall off

Her nerves are dying, she's in this constant pain

You sure this is diabetes?

She can't digest anything but rices and few selections of veggies

Dude I've been to hospital with her

Too many times

Aight.

So that's why they hack off people toes and shit?

Because they get necrosis and fall off?

Yes

Lol rip that black guy my mom knew

Her nerve system is slowing dying off

And her limbs WILL starts dying too

From the farthest

And she's in this "can't eat meat but desperately needs proteins" state and she can't even eat beans

No protein pills?

My condolences Corinthian, I wish your mother didn’t have to go through that

^

Thanks

The reason I'm telling you this is because

Idk how I feel about this whole thing

I used to feel sad about her

But now I don't

I don't feel bad for her

Why not?