My dad was admitted him to the hospital again. It’s not funny. But sometimes there’s shit to laugh about.
NURSE: Are you having chest pains now?
NURSE: Have you been having anxiety lately?
PAU: (assuredly) No.
The nurse returns to her paperwork.
PAU: (to me, half in Thai) Did she ask if I am dieting?
ME: No! She asked if you have anxiety, are you anxious?
PAU: Why should I have anxiety? I have lived a good life.
PAU: In Thailand, they call old maids chanee — you know what that is?
PAU: Gibbons! (Laughing) They cry, “Pua, pua, pua, pua, pua!”
[Pua means husband in Thai.]
PAU: Of course, women in Thailand are different than people who grow up here. They’re not independent, like you.
This is the fountain outside the entrance to the hospital. It’s often full of ducks.
ME: Where do you think these ducks go when they’re not here?
MAE: Nowhere. They can’t fly.
ME: Yes they can! [Pointing up at some flying birds] Look, there they are up there!
MAE: No, those aren’t ducks.
ME: Don’t you remember Duck Hunt, the Nintendo game Danny [my brother] used to play? They are totally those ducks.
MAE: Nooooooo. The ducks in my village didn’t fly.
ME: Here. I’m going to make this one fly. [I go chasing after a lady duck waddling on the pavement.]
MAE: Don’t touch it! Probably has a lot of bacteria!