My sick dad says... Just 10 months ago my dad was diagonised as suffering from biliary duct cancer, things haven never been the same since then, much of his time have been spent in the hospital and my mom has been taking care of him all the time, life is tougher than ever, thanks to my dad's good sense of humor, he keeps making fun of his conditions to make my mom and me less desperate, here are some conversations we've had, this is not a language practice ,I just want to write his words down, one day when I look back, these funny yet sad conversations will remind me of how my father fights the disease with optimism Dad: Doctor told me that there's a good chance I will not be able to stand up on my feet again after the surgery, I might die or lose concious... Me: Well...don't do it if it's too risky Dad: yea...I can't help thinking how you manage to get through the security check at the airport with my ash in the casket, they might think you are smuggling drug Me: .... Dad: I was told my lung is still functioning properly Me: Good to know that! Dad: Well..I am gonna die anyway, why would I die with a good lung, it would be a great waste,come on ,son, go get some boozes, let's get wasted while it's still funcitioning Dad: I will discharge from hospital this Saturday, I feel there're awful lots of stuffs need to be done Me: Cool ! What are you gonna do first then? Dad: I am going to throw a funeral with all my friends invited Me: Hmm...I am not so sure about it, it doesn't make any sense,and it sounds werid to have a funeral while you are still alive Dad: It makes great sense ! I am gonna ask them to come to my funeral with red envelopes , just image how wonderful it feels to be the first person who counts money alive in his funeral (according to Chinese tradition ,when attending a funeral, one needs to offer money to the deceased's family as condolence )