Three years ago, my mom had a heart attack while she was inside the rest room. Nobody noticed until my sister had the urge to pee and when she tried to knock on the door, she heard no response. At that moment, we knew something was wrong and my sister's husband immediately kicked the door until it opened. My mom was lying there, half naked and unconscious, drenched in her urine when we found her. We immediately called the ambulance, not knowing if she would live or if it was going to be her last day on earth with us. Fortunately, she survived but half of her body was paralyzed. We collected funds from our own savings, from our relatives and friends who were willing to help and luckily, we were able to get out of the hospital after a month. We were advised by the doctors that she would need to do physical therapy sessions before she could start walking again and live conveniently, if not normally.
At that time, all our money had been spent to clear off our hospital bills and we had no way of paying for her therapy sessions. Still, we tried to squeeze out every last penny we had and we managed to pay for 8 sessions of the needed therapy. She was then able to stand and go to the rest room by herself with a bit of assistance. The things she couldn't do were to bathe herself and walk again-- things that are really important for her.
Three years have passed and I still constantly hear her cry every night. I can tell how depressing it is for her... She has never been happy after everything she went through. I've never seen her smile again, walk normally and go out of the house (which apparently, she can't do even if she wanted to).
She never had therapy sessions after that because we were already paying for her maintenance medicine, diapers and the selected food list that her doctor advised us for her. We also have our own families to feed and we couldn't really afford to spend more for her medical care so eventhough it pains watching her tears fall on her face everyday, we couldn't do anything but pray that may all her wishes be granted and may the heavens bring back her beautiful smile for the world to see.
Just a week ago, she was begging for me to take her to the hospital because she was complaining about her right eye. She said it was blurry and she couldn't see anymore. I managed to have her eyes checked and we found out she developed a cataract on her right eye. We need to fund for a surgery as soon as possible before it gets worse than it already is.
Yesterday, I saw her sitting on the balcony alone. I could tell how sad she is and how she never wanted to bother us again to pay for her medication and surgery. I could hear her heart aching even if I am only watching her from a distance. It's such a painful sight to see, especially if it's your mother. It pains a lot to see her enduring all that... It pains a lot to never see her smile again.
So to everyone, I am knocking on your generous hearts. I should have done this a long time ago and I feel guilty for not doing it the soonest. I could've saved her 3 years of agony and she would've been living her normal life today if it wasn't because of my pride. Please help her get her surgery and get therapy at home so she can walk and see the beauty of life once again.