A month ago, life was pretty normal. Besides the fact that we were reminiscing my nephew's 1st death anniversary, I've always thought that nothing could ever shock me more than his death. But then, life is pretty much full of surprises. It strikes you when you think you're recovering from all the pain. What's worse is the fact that I thought that I would be numb from any more pain, no morphine could hide the pain.
And then the phone rang. It was my Uncle, he delivered the news that he was diagnosed of having Colon Cancer. The doctor told him that it was Stage 3. Thankfully, my Uncle who lived in the US told my uncle to eat Guyabano. After he was diagnosed of having a 90% blockage from the tumor, it became 80% after eating Guyabano.
Then it struck me like lightning, it was exactly a year ago when my nephew died from sepsis secondary to a congenital disease. It was a nosocomial infection. It made me realize that even if a person is confined in Medical City, it wouldn't guarantee the best possible service it could provide. It shocked me that my Uncle wanted to be treated at Medical City even after the incident with my nephew. It was the doctor's fault. I blamed the doctor. We all did. He didn't give the antibiotics when my nephew obviously needed it. My Aunt is suing the doctor right now, but in my mind is the question, "Mababalik ba nito yung buhay ni AJ? Mawalan man ng license yung doctor, wala na si AJ. Wala na." Then I would reminisce the times I've spent with him. He's my nephew, we were of the same age. We graduated together, I would help him whenever he would get in trouble, which by the way was very often. His life was as fast as lightning - you see him then he disappears. Just like that, after 9 months of growing your baby inside your womb, after years of taking good care of your child, making sure that even a mosquito won't bite him, within a span of minutes, and after mistakes made by the medical team, your child loses his life. Just like that.
I don't want to risk my Uncle's life by letting him get treated at Medical City. Again. No. I won't let that happen. But my Uncle told my Dad, "Kung pangit pa sa Medical City, paano pa sa mga ibang ospital?" He didn't want to be confined in St. Lukes because my other aunt had some issues when my uncle had some surgery there. Right now, he's still weighing out his options, I'm still hoping that he'll change his mind about the hospital, but if he feels that this hospital would make him better, then I'll support him and definitely be by his side.
As if things couldn't get any worse, yesterday, my aunt told my mom that she had kidney stones and at the same time, Cervical Cancer. Grabe lang, I don't know what I could do. I am a student who's aspiring to be a nurse someday, and yet here I am, watching my loved ones get sick one by one. There's really nothing I could do but show my love and care for them. But then I realized, I might not be a doctor who could CURE them, but I could be a nurse and a niece who CARES.
I'm still shocked by the fact that two of my relatives were diagnosed of having Cancer - the killer disease. Heart disease has always been present in our family. I, myself, have a heart disease, it's not as serious, but I don't take it lightly. I just want this to be an inspiring story to each and every one of us. It might sound like a cliche, but it really is true when people tell you to spend your life as if it were your last. Never forget to show the people around you how much you love and appreciate them, 'coz life's too SHOCKING. I don't blame God for any of these. I actually thank Him for letting me spend time with these people. I ALWAYS believe that a miracle would happen, that's how great God is :)

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2 comments:
aww, kya mo yan berna.. dto lng kme for you :)
Thanks Piggy :) Parang ndi tayo magkachat sa FB e no? :D I know, jan kayo lagi for me. Thank you :D
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