"I can't bear to lose her"
I want you to know the story that once knocked me down but then, brought me back to life.
My family has a medical history, tumor. Actually, it was on my mother's side. But knowing this, I don't really care because it hasn't happened YET.
It was around 2004 when my mother joined the badminton team in Manila. She loves badminton and it is her way to make her body slim. *She's super sensitive on what she eats and sometimes, don't eat at all!* She practices everyday with my auntie and I never saw how she played since I was busy studying at school.
My dad used to fetch her at around five in the afternoon. Then we'll go outside and eat dinner. It was just like an ordinary family celebrating everything life has to offer them.
One day, she was playing badminton when she hit her head badly and fell backwards because of her wrong swing. She told me it didn't really hurt so we thought that she's going to be fine.
Months have passed, when she started hearing sounds in her right ear. Sounds like starting the engine of the car. Because my dad was worried, he decided to take her to the hospital, again.
I was little back then. They started leaving us with my grandmother. We sleep there almost everyday and because I don't know what is really happening, I started to have some sleepless nights.
One night, I happen to eavesdrop on what were they talking about. My grandmother and my dad.
"Mommy. Si Cristy po kasi may brain tumor."
He paused.
"Gusto pa nga pong ipadala siya sa Chicago. Dun lang daw po magagamot."
He was sobbing. I can hear.
I want you to know the story that once knocked me down but then, brought me back to life.
My family has a medical history, tumor. Actually, it was on my mother's side. But knowing this, I don't really care because it hasn't happened YET.
It was around 2004 when my mother joined the badminton team in Manila. She loves badminton and it is her way to make her body slim. *She's super sensitive on what she eats and sometimes, don't eat at all!* She practices everyday with my auntie and I never saw how she played since I was busy studying at school.
My dad used to fetch her at around five in the afternoon. Then we'll go outside and eat dinner. It was just like an ordinary family celebrating everything life has to offer them.
One day, she was playing badminton when she hit her head badly and fell backwards because of her wrong swing. She told me it didn't really hurt so we thought that she's going to be fine.
Months have passed, when she started hearing sounds in her right ear. Sounds like starting the engine of the car. Because my dad was worried, he decided to take her to the hospital, again.
I was little back then. They started leaving us with my grandmother. We sleep there almost everyday and because I don't know what is really happening, I started to have some sleepless nights.
One night, I happen to eavesdrop on what were they talking about. My grandmother and my dad.
"Mommy. Si Cristy po kasi may brain tumor."
He paused.
"Gusto pa nga pong ipadala siya sa Chicago. Dun lang daw po magagamot."
He was sobbing. I can hear.
"Eh 'di maghanap na lang kayo ng magaling na doctor dito sa Pilipinas."
My grandmother replied.
They were worried about us. Dad can't leave us in our grandmother's house for a long time when they are in Chicago. He suspected that we will be questioning what happened.
I though they had a long search of good doctors. Thank god, my other auntie was the one who makes test for doctors so she know good doctors A LOT.
They've found one. I mean two.
Dr. Nathaniel Yang. What I know is that he is a ENT.
I don't know the name of the other guy since the only one I saw was Dr. Yang.
But the problem isn't over yet.
All I remeber was that, we still sleep on my grandmother's house. (By the way, it is in Madaluyong.)
The only thing I remember is that when mom was half-bald *Nah, I don't know the term! Haha.* and that she can't move her head backwards since there's still bandages on her upper right ear.
AND I WAS THANKFUL THAT I HAVE TO SEE HER AGAIN!
She told us about what happened to her. My dad told us that those days where the most tragic days of my mom. The surgery was so complicated and it cost a hundred thousand? You don't wanna know.
"I was happy God gave me a chance to have a mother. Though, she makes me feel sick sometimes, I am lucky because I have her."
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