January, a new story begins

Seeing things in a different perspective … last night my brother knocked on my door and said that there’s something wrong. I stood up dashed to my mom’s room and noticed that she was just staring at us unable to speak. So we decided to rush her to the nearest hospital since this is the first time that it happened to her we were all in shocked. I decided to stay at home since my sister is still in her place and my dad’s there naman so I opted to be their point of contact (bad idea) all the info that was coursed through me was relayed to my sister and my other brother who is on his way home from work. Hearing that its mommie who was rushed to the hospital they all went straight there, leaving me at home hoping and praying to hear some good news.

As I was praying, thanking God for making sure that we were here when it happens. Being grateful that communication was seamless… and the fact that we were able to rush her the soonest time possible… I stood in front of the altar saying to myself thank you God for making sure that my mommie is alright.

A few hours has passed by, 4 different hospitals… 3 of which are all booked and without a ct-scanner (is that what they call it, right now I really don’t care) from pasay to manila and back to pasay again… exhausted, alone at home and tired of waiting suddenly the news.

Its aneurysm, a clot that is so big that it will instantly leave the patient motionless or bedridden right on the spot. Knowing my mom was such a good fighter she was able to move her hands when it happened and move her legs… and for that I will be forever grateful and always be thankful toGod for giving my mom the strength to make it happen. The strength to fight for it, the will power to get through this ordeal and with that strength she already gave us hope… hope her best gift for us this 2012.

This is just the beginning, the beginning of so many things to thank and be grateful for… as Marites Allen once said in one of her interview, 2012 is the year of turning points… changes for the better. As a new chapter unfolds I want to thank God for my mommie’s speedy recovery. I want to thank Him for giving us the right to fight for it… giving us a chance to salvage what was lost… for equipping us with armor unbreakable to fear and powered by hope… giving us the opportunity to fight until our very last ammo.

So the operation as we speak is now being scheduled by my mom’s doctors… another reason to be thankful for.