I must admit that I’ve been a lazy blogger and I haven’t been updating my personal blog lately. Although I don’t feel the need to tell you of some super-personal things about myself, I think that at this point I must share what had happened last week to ease the pain I am feeling right now.
Just last week, on my way home at around 11PM, a lady from a Angeles Univesity Foundation Medical Center (Angeles City) hospital called me up telling me that my mom wants to talk to me. Upon hearing my mom’s voice she told me that she went to the hospital herself because of a blood that came out of her mouth when she coughed just that night.
I know she was coughing for days and I thought she had gone for a medical check up a few days back when I told her so. But you see, old folks sometimes willfully forget things and take their health for granted. Its just mom and I who stays at home so it sometimes very hard for me to monitor all her movement.
As I’ve already shared in my blog a few years ago mom got hospitalized because her two lungs collapsed and she suffered severe aneurysm. I thought she had tuberculosis but she was tested negative for it. However, as a precautionary measure, she was given TB prophylaxis to prevent any secondary infection brought about by her already depleted immunity. Now, she was diagnosed to having pneumonia. I was quick to tell my family to limit their contact with mom since almost everybody I knew in our community have colds because of the cold weather. This would prevent further exposure to pathologic microorganisms on each side.
As I travel the road going to the hospital where my mom was at, it was like my memories of her staying in ICU for almost one month two years ago flashed back on me. I couldn’t cry but my heart was bleeding with fear, anxiety, and confusion.
My friends who knew my story know what I’ve been through. My mom’s hospitalization two years ago was really a tough time for me. It has completely depleted my savings which I worked on for six years. In days, it was all gone due to hospital bills and I knew back then that I needed more funds to sustain her confinement and continue her medication.
God knew how I needed help so He sent angels to help me out. These angels where in the form of friends from work and from college. I was deeply indebted of them. All in all, the bill including the medicines that I bought during her stay in the hospital reached more than PhP 400,000.
Now that my mom’s disease is back, I feel like the whole world went down on me. She is currently undergoing medication at home and I am hoping that we’ll be able to get through this new challenge we’re facing right now.
I am naturally a jolly person. But just like everybody else, I also share part of the world’s pain. Through this blog, I am able to partially disburden my heart from all the misery my mom’s condition is giving me. And as a person, I hope you guys would understand.
Thank you for listening and if there’s one thing I’d like for Christmas, it would be peace of mind and good health for me and my mom.