My Dad’s Recovery from Moderate Stroke

Hi Everyone,

My name is Jet, I live in a beautiful city of Iloilo in the Philippines. I come to you all in hopes that you can help us in anyway you can.

-- My mom and dad have a simple life in a farm about 35 km away from where I live where they have been happy tending the land and some chickens. Overall they were at peach with what they have.

-- I don't have any brothers nor sisters so I've been helping them with anyway I can by giving them 25% of what I earn each month to help supplement whatever they needed.

2017, Nov 6th (Morning) - According to my mom, my dad showed no indication he was feeling sick and was even clearing some weeds and looked pretty healthy. By afternoon, he started feeling tired and laid down to rest. Around 4 pm he called my mom who was outside feeding her chicks. When he got inside she saw my dad on the floor at the kitchen area trying to get up. She panicked at started yelling for help. Luckily, by some higher-power, my aunt who lives probably 500 meters away was passing by and heard my mom.

They called for more help as they couldn't lift my dad. Someone called an ambulance, were not even yet sure who, but we're very thankful. The way to their place is through slippery, mud-covered dirt-roads that would usually take around 20 mins just to get to the house from the highway.

-- 6:18 PM
I received a call from my mom who was panicked and crying on the phone saying that something happened to my dad, that his face wasn't even anymore and was drooping on one side. We lost connection for a while since the area didn't have good reception. My mom asked me to try to reach our doctor but she didn't have the number.

-- 6:42 PM
I called my mom and asked for an update, they say that they're taking him to the city. To what hospital they still don't know.

-- 8:08 PM
My mom finally called me that they're at St. Paul's Hospital in the ER section.

-- 8:30 PM
I arrive at the hospital and saw them trying to get a Nasogastric tube in him. It really hit home, seeing my dad in that condition when he was doing well 4 days earlier. What scared me the most was that he didn't even see me in front of him. He looked past me like I wasn't there. He was moving his right arm around trying to pull at the tubing and the nurses told him he can't.

I stood there not knowing what to do. I was shocked. The nurses and doctors were taking all sorts of tests and he kept his right arm like he was desperate to do anything. It was then I realized that he hasn't moved his left arm or his left leg the whole time. They started to roll him to one side and his left arm just flopped back down, it was then I realized he was paralyzed.
He suffered a stroke.

-- 10:00 PM
He was transferred into Medical ICU. We were given instructions to buy some things he needed that weren't available at the hospital.

November 6, 2017

-- I had to leave my mom and go to their place to get some clothes and give instructions on what to do with the Chickens they left. My mom decided that they probably won't be able to return there so they told me to have all the chickens sold. I gave my aunt instructions on how to feed the dogs as well. As of now, I can't take them home with me.

-- 6:00 PM
I got back to the hospital and my mom told me that the doctor is asking to take another CT scan since they found a lump on his back again.

-- 6:30 PM
The nurse told us that we would have to buy everything else as we have already reached the allotted credit limit by the hospital.

-- 7:30 PM
We went down to the Business Office to get a summary of the current bill. We we already reached the 30K PHP($625) limit in just under 23 hours.

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I didn't talk much with my Dad, I wish I had. He was always trying his best, doing his best to make the best of what we have. I wanted to make it up to him on his coming birthday this November 22nd. Instead, I might never get the chance to do right by him. As it is, my mom is already retired and will not receive pension for 3 more years. Both of them are senior so they no longer have medical insurance to pay for everything.

My Dad only has my Mom and I in this struggle and any help is greatly welcomed.

As of now the ICU staff is not allowing any pictures taken.