I've come to understand that my Mom was a ticking time bomb. I was in Surgery as a clerk when it started to really sink in that my Mom had various health problems. By that time, I had already gone through IM and I understood with greater clarity what my mom was facing ........but see understanding doesn't make it any easier. In fact, it did the opposite. I was in hell. The anxiety of losing my mom one day to a heart attack or one stroke was always in my mind.
It killed me that I couldn't be physically with her. Our schedule and lifestyle didn't allow it. I stayed in QC while she stayed in our house in Cavite. On days where I could muster enough strength to go home, I unfortunately got extended. She and my family are the main reasons I always want to go home. On rare weekends that I'd see her, I'd always urge her to have a check up but she never did. She skimped on herself so she could allot all the money for me and my siblings. It broke my heart and I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't be always physically present and as a student, I couldn't also help financially. Now, my mom had a stroke for the nth time. The first time it happened, the CT scan read that she already had multiple minor strokes before that went undetected. My mom has had multiple strokes in this year. She currently needs an ICU but we can't afford that rate. Instead, we have her in a regular room. I also want to transfer her to a better hospital but we have limited choices... again because of finances. This stroke left her with dysfunctional speech and hemiplegia.
My family has been fighting this battle for quite a time already. Being in the medical field, I know that she may or may not last that long but it is a fight that I have yet to give up. She's turning 58 on October. I still want to celebrate her birthday. I still want to spend this coming Christmas with her. It's her lifelong dream to see us graduate and I want her to see me graduate in a few months time. These are small reasons from a hundred others that I fight and hope every day. In due time, I know that I will need to let her go but I have yet to do that without exhausting every possibility I could think of. I do not want to have any regrets for my family which is why I am taking a chance on this avenue to ask for help.
You do not need to give a large amount to help me save my mom. I do not wish to put that burden or pressure on anyone. If you could or if you know of any philanthropist who can help, then I am sincerely grateful but even prayers will help or the mere effort of sharing this would help.
Any amount raised would for her transfer to an ICU from a regular ward, maintenance medications and a wheelchair.
Contrary to the usual practice of putting up a photograph showing patients ill, I chose a vibrant photograph for her because she will always be that vibrant woman for me. Seeing her sick and frail would never change how I see her spirit and love. I love her this much and so I owe it to myself to at least try.