Medical Issues And A Loss

I have vaguely written on my other blog about some people that are close to my heart who have been having medical problems lately, and yes, it seem like there is simply no end in sight. When something like these happen in our family, we have the tendency to question why, oh why. More often than not, we are unable to obtain the reason and or answer at all.

I’m so thankful that none of the current issues our family is facing right now includes any kind of drug rehab. But then again, sometimes I personally think that drug rehab is easier to contend with than recurring or continuous treatments on  certain serious medical ailments.

Nothing can be worse, though, than losing another man that is close to my heart. Yes, the youngest of the family of my Dad, my Uncle (he’s been the closest to me among my other Uncles on my Dad’s side), recently passed away due to massive stroke. It’s only been a year and four months(exactly the day after his own birthday) since my Dad bade us goodbye, and here we are again suffering another loss. It’s been a fact that my Dad’s family die of either stroke or heart attack. Nothing can be more brutal than losing my Dad abruptly without warnings at all. The same feeling has been enveloping me once again these past few days with the passing of my Uncle because of the same nature of the cause of death.

Since June of this year, I have been really swamped with not so good news about my Mom’s health too, among others actually. We almost lost her because her kidneys shut down from over medication without proper nutrition. I’m sharing this with you just to stress the fact that when taking medications, it is really important to follow directions. Yes, she was taking her pills as directed alright, but not to a tee. When the direction indicates to take the pill with meals or on a full stomach, it better be. This caused the kidneys of my Mom to shut down. After the death of my Dad (July of last year), my Mom struggled with her poor appetite. This was later exacerbated when my Mom’s cook took a vacation and was away for two and a half weeks and she had to make-do with the cooking of one of her house helps. As expected, her appetite even went downhill further, to the point that she would just eat a miniscule amount of food, which is obviously not enough to bring nutrition to her system.

One day in June this year, she collapsed and was rushed to the hospital, and was confined for almost three weeks at a local hospital in our area. When she was strong enough to be airlifted to Manila, we deem fit to bring her there, because we wanted her to be under the care of one of the noted Nephrologist in the country. She’s currently in Manila and now undergoes dialysis twice a week. Her prognosis is good but as of this time it’s not that great.

We pray for her complete recovery but at the same time me and my siblings are also trying hard to be realistic.