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The Night That Was A Blur

I can’t sleep.

I’m actually doing several things at once.

  • Talking to a prospect regarding certain subdivision projects in the city (#PartTimeBrokerThings).
  • Chatting with my workmates and commiserating over problems (which almost always arise on Thursdays).
  • Reading my latest Kindle purchase (I need to limit my purchases).
  • Watching an episode of On the Wings of Love (for the first time – didn’t get to focus on it, too bad).
  • Making sure every single door at home is locked (#OCDproblems).
  • Accepting Duterte’s decision (whatever it is).
  • Looking for that piece of chocolate I swear they didn’t discover yet (it was bought just this afternoon).
  • Regretting drinking that cup of coffee earlier (I don’t even drink coffee).
  • Blogging (obviously).

And waiting for Mama’s call regarding Papa’s condition in the hospital.

Just a couple of hours earlier, we had to take my father to the hospital because we think his creatinine levels have gone higher. It is already high, way higher than normal, and he had been taking meds not to lower it (because, according to the doctor, it would be too difficult to lower) but to maintain it. He had been taking maybe 10-15 pills per meal for several weeks. And during their last checkup a couple of weeks ago, despite his diet and religious intake of meds, his creatinine level went even higher. It had several complications as well: hemoglobin, blood pressure, etc. Thus, his doctor had to increase his medicine dosage.

Because of this, they felt a little bit discouraged and honestly afraid of the number of pills that Papa has to take each day. Because of this, they sought the help of a known alternative medicine program in the country.

My mother always consults me whenever she needs to make major decisions — although I don’t always have it my way (lol). From Day 1, I warned them against total detox programs. However, I agreed to this alternative medicine because I thought this will just be herbal supplements like tea. Imagine my surprise when they brought home a package full of organic stuff, vitamins, protein powder, etc. The small package costs P10,000. They looked harmless but then Papa lost his appetite and his gout got so bad he couldn’t move his limbs.

He has been bedridden for more than 1 week. He can barely move. His knees and legs always ache so badly, and just this night, his arms were in so much pain as well. To illustrate how painful it is, Yuri accidentally touched his arm lightly and Papa cringed in pain. Later, he complained his nape was also aching. He has a history of stroke, so Mama and I decided to take him to the hospital.

Well, Mama, our village Pres. (a close family friend), and some neighbours accompanied him to the hospital. Ang dami nila, no. Reason is that Pres insisted on driving them to the hospital even though we could have waited for a 911 ambulance. So he, who has medical background, and several members of our youth org, carried Papa from our bedroom into the car. I had to stay to take care of Yuri and the house.

Thank God for friends.

My sister has school tomorrow and I have no idea what she usually does to prepare in the mornings. Good thing Michelle, our helper, knows what to do.

Thank God, thank God we have a reliable helper now.

It’s been almost 3 hours since they left, and I haven’t received any update yet. Knowing Mama, she’ll probably call me tomorrow to not interrupt Yuri’s or my sleep. And she doesn’t want me to worry. I remember, 9 years ago, Papa had stroke on a Tuesday night and I only knew about it when I went home that Friday. I was staying in my dorm in UP and she didn’t let me know although we were constantly texting.

Imagine, I even bought marang fruit to take home (it was in season then and fruits were sold everywhere in the campus), and she texted me to go to DMSF (Davao Medical School Foundation) instead. I knew, of course, that something was wrong, but she wouldn’t tell me while I was still travelling. I was already on the way, so I couldn’t return my marang which was not allowed in hospitals. I had to leave it in the baggage counter by the hospital entrance – mildy embarassing. It was only when I found their room when I found out Papa had a major stroke. He didn’t recognise me and kept calling me Maricel, the name of my cousin.

My mother took care of everything and didn’t even give me a hint. That’s just the way Mama is.

Okay I’m distracting myself.

Oh God, I pray Papa’s fine.

(Forgive me if there are grammatical mistakes; I don’t have time or energy to edit.)

UPDATE: I just received an update from my mother. Papa will be undergoing the very thing we have been avoiding for months: dialysis.

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  • Reply iSSa October 16, 2015 at 10:34 am

    Stay strong Maan! “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”

  • Reply Kim @ Mom On Duty October 16, 2015 at 10:39 am

    Oh no 🙁 I will include your dad in my prayers. I hope he’ll be better soon.

  • Reply May De Jesus-Palacpac October 16, 2015 at 2:29 pm

    I’m sorry to hear that your papa is sick. Iba talaga pag nagakakasakit ang magulang, there’s a certain fear. Ganyan din ako that’s why nagiisip na kami bumalik near their place so we can look after them na. I pray that your papa will get well soon. Hugs Maan.

  • Reply cheekeegirl October 16, 2015 at 5:18 pm

    Hi Maan! Maricel Laxa is your cousin? that’s great to hear!

  • Reply Ruth October 16, 2015 at 7:56 pm

    I’m sorry about your father’s condition. Nothing’s impossible with God. Praying for your you and your family! *hugs*

  • Reply Mhaan arambulo-delos santos October 16, 2015 at 8:24 pm

    Praying for your Papa’s fast recovery. God bless your family.

  • Reply Gilian October 16, 2015 at 9:47 pm

    Stay strong. I pray your papa gets well soon.

  • Reply Mommy Charm October 16, 2015 at 10:51 pm

    Stay strong Maan. I will pray for your father’s faster recovery.

  • Reply Jennie Villanueva October 17, 2015 at 1:09 am

    Raise your worries to the Lord, sis. That’s the only way to have peace of mind and heart. Be strong, both your parents need the strength they can get From the people around them. God bless your fam!

  • Reply Kaity October 17, 2015 at 1:19 am

    Stay strong, Mommy!(: Pray always. And take everything one step at a time. You can do it!!

  • Reply Kat Rodriguez October 18, 2015 at 12:22 pm

    Sending prayers over to you for your Papa’s fast recovery.

  • Reply Balot October 19, 2015 at 10:43 am

    Hugs for you and praying for your papa’s recovery…

  • Reply Mommy Levy October 26, 2015 at 6:28 pm

    Oh Maan, be strong for your parents. I will include your dad in our prayer.

  • Reply jared's mum October 27, 2015 at 1:02 am

    praying for your Papa’s speedy recovery. It truly is difficult when our parents get sick, especially in their old age. Be strong for your parents + just be there for them when they need you. hugs sis!

  • Reply Denise October 27, 2015 at 2:21 pm

    Hoping your father will be okay. In Jesus’ name! My father died when I was 8 and I still miss him up to this very moment. I always wonder how it feels to have a dad at this age. Be strong!

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