Today, my 3rd aunt was admitted to hospital after she fell in her bathroom. Apparently, she sustained some injuries at her leg, which is afflicted with elephantiasis. Unfortunately, that also means that she's now experiencing sepsis. The doctors are attempting to fix her up with antibiotics, followed by dialysis. The situation does not look good. Sepsis is always a nasty thing.
Sometimes these things make me think about the vagaries of fortune, and just how random the world is. Some people get extreme good luck, others get extreme bad luck, and all this is independent of how they are as people. Take my aunt for example. She's quite the kind soul, but has never had a stroke of good luck at any point in her life. If there was some sort of cosmic system of justice influenced by one's goodness, it's either totally buggy or nonexistent to begin with.
Of course, in a way, this is a cause for guilt. Do the more fortunate creatures move in to help the less fortunate ones? Where does one draw the line for helping others? Yet the guilt may be misplaced. In my aunt's case, not only was her problem unforeseeable, it also stemmed from a small complication in an operation decades ago resulting in her case of elephantiasis. What help could have been granted? And the next question would be how much is due...
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