I'd like to share a story about my mom.
To me, she lives the perfect life. She's is the perfect textbook model of what it means to "live life to its fullest".
Despite having a brother with special needs that require large sums of money, and her quitting her job to care for him full time since he was 3, she still miraculously managed to raise both of us WELL. She always gave is everything she got. As time passed and we grew up, she had more time on her hands. She found her second passion in life, where she volunteers to teach the elderly how to stay active and fit. I've honestly not seen her happier doing anything else.
She's always been a believer in health - both physical and mental. She's always lived her life as healthily as she can - doesn't smoke or drink, and has extra servings for fruits and vegetables amidst her active schedule.
You can imagine the level of shock when we learned she's diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia.
It was just a couple of months ago when the diagnosis was out, and it completely shook our world. We were blessed with one of the best doctors in the country tending to her case, and honestly, I blacked out a little when he said a typical patient with this condition has about 3 months to live. It's true, you know - those flashbacks of happy moments suddenly appearing in front of you DO HAPPEN, leading up to horrifying ones of what'll happen in potentially 3 months. Thankfully, he said mom's condition was unique - despite having AML, her blast cells (horrid cancer cells) were contained in her bone marrow. What we need now is to go through extensive chemotherapy to rid as many of those cells as possible, and reach the final goal of a stem cell/bone marrow transplant.
Of course, after knowing the plan, we needed to know how to execute it. I sat there blank after knowing the total cost of chemo and the transplant, if nothing else goes wrong, would amount to about 400K SGD.
I'm reaching out to humbly ask for something I can't give the strongest woman in the world. I can only pick between giving my time, or earning more to support her medical expenses - and I pick time.
I trusted that there's a way to help mom get better.
I trusted in the skills of the medical practitioners in Singapore.
I trusted that mom's mental strength and the vision of continuing constant care for my brother with autism can keep her going through chemo.
Now, I'm trusting that there's a plan for us to get the assistance we need to help support us through this journey with mom.
Thank you for taking the time to read this, and if you can't contribute financially, all I ask, is to lift a little prayer up for my mom - whatever your religion is. We need ALL the good vibes and prayers we can get.
From my family to yours, Merry Christmas, happy holidays, and have a wonderful AND HEALTHY 2020.