Since
Mom died, I promised myself not to entertain negative thoughts. I do not even
have time to think of all the people who did me wrong. But today being the over
emotional person that I am right now. I was really hoping and still imagining
myself to walk out of the hospital with my ever smiling Mom in good health and
fully recovered from covid19. Then we would go out and eat shabu-shabu or kfc
as promised.
May
24, 2020, I received a dreadful call by 4:19AM. Doctor told me she had her 3rd
cardiac arrest and died at 4:10Am, she didn’t make it. Tears started falling, I
heard my sister cried on the other line as we were on a three-way call. I felt
an arrow punctured my heart hearing my sister cry and I was trying to absorb that my
mom didn’t make it.
Thousand things ran in my mind, of all people, why my Mom.
There are a lot of bullshits out there,
I
didn’t get to hug her when she was struggling inside that hospital. We didn’t get
to hold her hand when she was in pain. Our family is hurting. I am hurting so
bad as I was the one who decided to bring her to the hospital when I saw her panting
& struggling to breathe. Nobody said it was this harsh. I thought it was
just a one-week isolation. She can make it; I knew she can.
I
want to pin point at someone, someone should be liable for this madness. Whoever started this Covid19 bullshit?? I ask the Lord, politely, how come God?
My mom was about to retire, she was about to live her life with her grandchildren
and travel with my sister and dad. My mom was just in her room. I barely make any contact with her. But why my mom? I am so pissed with myself and the universe. Everyone
loved my mom.
I
try to raise it all to the lord. All the pain and guilt. I ask for God for
strength and forgiveness while I questioned all his plans. God please, can you explain
this, God what was the reason for this please? Knowing that the most loving
person in my life was taken from me. I
couldn't stop blaming myself. This is all my fault. I could’ve done better, rather than calling the ambulance. It all
boils down to me. Now people kept on asking me. What happened July? Paano niya
nakuha yon?
I
wanted to say putang ina naman, hindi ko alam, satingen niyo mababalik ko pa si
mommy sa ganyang tanong? Is that a proper question? I was positive too, I did my
best. But I kept on saying, I do not
feel comfortable with that question.
I
sincerely hope none of you have to go through this bad situation with a loved one. I advise
you make the most with your parents, make time and make peace with them as Losing a parent is indeed the most painful
thing one has ever have to experience. Losing an ex lover is nothing but compared to a painful cracked ingrown nail.
Losing my Mom in this situation is like losing my own heart. Next time you wonder if it's really that important to wear a mask and gloves when you're in public remember that it is not just your health that you need to be considerate of. I am sharing my story in hopes that it encourage others to be very careful and take care of themselves and their loved ones. By far this is the most painful entry I've had to do.
And
again my only wish for my birthday is a reset button for 2020. I hope somebody
can tell me that this is all a dream, that this is just a prank, a very bad prank.
I love you mom, everyday, it sucks to lose you at this time.
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