When the famine years in yellow, the parents are old and sick, and not have enough for food and clothing, sick in bed, be at one's last gasp.

Many are The Times I have accompanied my frail, elderly mother on doctor and hospital visits, and had my explanations and information routinely ignored or pooh-poohed.

He, the elderly and sick, my grandmother also died early, their children until he is not good, never been close friends, a people always looked very lonely.