hello fellow teen talkers.
since this june, I have always searched for a page where I can post my story on how god changed my life. Thanks to candy, i now have the chance to share my story. hope this inspires you.
Before, i had doubts about God. if He really does exist, why the bad happenings in life? why not just happy,smooth sailing in life? We're the kind of family that doesnt really go to church every sundays, but my mom would tell me that we can say our prayers even though we dont attend mass regularly.
It was March 4, 2 in the morning when my dad told my mom he wants to be taken to the hospital, my mom woke me up and told me about this. I was really tired then, the night before that, i got home at 11 pm because I was taking my practicum, so i fell asleep again after they have left. Then, my mom called me at about 3am, i can feel she was about to cry just by the moment she said "hello", so I stood up and waited for what she was about to tell me. Then it hit us, the biggest trial in our life.
She told me that my dad is in a very critical situation at a hospital here in muntinlupa, and that, my dad wants me there. on my way to the hospital, i called up my sisters and told them about this. When i got to the hospital, my mom was pumping something they called ambu bag, this helped my dad breathe with someone pumping it. my dad also had this NGT where his food will be transferred. the doctors told my mom that one wrong pump could end my dad's life. my dad had a heart attack with pneumonia. That nilagang pata the night before, and his smoking triggered this.
then, my sister came with her husband, and they looked for a machine that would act like the ambu bag but would not need the help of someone pumping it. me and my sister waited outside the emergency room, when my mom went out, she told us that my dad wants to remove all the apparatus and was constantly signalling he "ayoko na". my mom told us, that, this may be the last of my dad.
i rushed in to the ER and asked my dad if he can still survive it, he signals, "i dont know". i asked him to be strong for me, for us. that I wanted him to be there when I graduate college, that I want him to see how i will not let him down, how I will succeed in life and i want him to be there with me.
I never left my dad while he was in the ER, there were this 2 days that i didnt go home, i didnt eat, or even sleep, i just want to be with him, i didn't wanna waste a minute without him. he would always hold my hand as i sat there, beside him. I never begged God that much in my life, I would go home, take a bath, and kneel to our altar and ask not to take my dad from us, not now. i even gambled my graduation, it came to the point i would pray "kahit hndi na po muna ako makagraduate, basta po buhay papa ko."
after 4days, my dad was ok. (thank God) he did not need to be taken to the ICU, the doctor told him a normal room would be fine, and all the apparatus he had can then be removed. it was a relief, really. It was a BIG
thank you God in our life!! days after, my dad was taken out of the hospital and now, he has refrained from smoking and is taking his medications, and regular check up.
after that, we went to a church nearby as a family and thanked God for this blessing, then, to Quiapo church in manila, to Baclaran church and also a church in Landayan.
this really strengthen my faith, yes.
but certain things do happen for a reason, so here's another story of mine.
the worst part
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It was days after my dad went out of the hospital when i had this "rashes" on my legs. at first di ko pinansin, kasi i usually have them, pantalin kasi ako, parang namuong mga dugo sa binte, parang nagpantal tapos kinamot ng nakapants. 2days after, i told my mom and showed her. sabi nya "ayan, sobrang fit kasi ng mga skinny mo, wag ka muna magsuot ng mga fit na pants". eh kasi nga matigas ulo ko, nagsuot pa rin ako ng mga skinny, march na kasi, graduating pa ko, so pasaway na ko, when march started, di ko na sinuot ung uniform ko, lagi na ko nagcivilian. we were about to have our defense in one of our subjects, gagawa ka ng miniature ng restaurant and do renovations, me and my groupmates spent weeks and 2 overnights ng walang tulog. naalala ko non, sabi pa ng groupmate ko na si ella while we were doing the miniature, "ge, ano yang nasa binti mo?" and i answered, "di ko nga alam eh". Sabi pa ni ella non, parang hangin daw yon, nagkakaganun din daw siya. So, I didnt mind them, but, fashion was cruel,
nowadays, uso kasi ung shorts, so, di ako makapasuot ng ganon. sobrang down ko non na di lang ako makapag suot ng shorts kasi puro rashes pa din ung binti ko.
After a week, andon pa din sya, and worst, parang lalong dumami pa. There were days na, nadugo ung gums ko kahit nasa school ako, sasabihin nalang bigla ng bf ko, nadugo daw gums ko. and one time, (may mga sirang ipin kasi ako) even those teeth were bleeding.
I told my mom, and the day after that we went to a dentist to have those teeth removed. and dahil nga pati gums ko nadugo, we told the dentist. sabi naman ng dentist gingivitis daw. The dentist gave me medicines para daw tumigil ung bleeding ng gums. The dentist removed two of my teeth na sira, thinking na mawawala na yong bleeding ng gums ko.
But, things got worst, after 3 days, my gums were still bleeding, even the part where the dentist removed ung sirang ipin. at lalo pang lumakas yong pagbleed. We went back to the dentist, and sabi ng dentista, pumunta daw kami sa ospital to have a medicine injected to me
kasi baka hindi daw nagana ung oral na gamot.
my mom and i went to the hospital, and dahil my rashes pa ung binti ko that time, we talked about having my legs checked by a dermatologist. tapos, nirefer naman kami ng nurse sa Internal medicine, mas maganda daw kung dun nalang, kasi mukang mga ugat daw na nagputukan. When we were talking to the doctor, she told us to look for a hematologist, and kasi HolyWeek non, nahirapan kami maghanap ng Hema, lahat nakaleave. After days na wala kaming makita, bumalik kami sa ospital, a different doctor checked up on me, he told us na magpa CBC daw to have my blood checked. after the blood examination, ang baba daw ng platelet ko, the normal value is 140-350, i only had 75, and that kailangan daw ako masalinan ng 5bags ng dugo. when my mom and i went home, pinuntahan ko ung ate ko, and i told her about this, sabi ng ate ko maghahanap daw sya ng dugo for me, the doctor gave me steroids para daw tumaas ung platelet ko. the following day, i had another CBC taken, this time, 25 nalang and pati ung hemoglobin bumaba, the doctor reffered us to a hospital in QC, Phil. Childrens Medical Center. though, I was 19y/o. tinanggap naman nila ko don. guess what? kasabay ng paghihirap ni God, naghihirap din ako. it was Holyweek then, every four hours, they would check my CBC, umabot pa nga sa 3 ung platelet count ko. they were alarmed then, kasi pwede daw ako magbleed anywhere. kahit simpleng sakit ng ulo, pinupuntahan na ko ng nurse, the doctor said, this can be a sign a my nagbbleed daw sa ulo ko, pero kung di naman ganon kasakit, baka stress lang daw. wala naman ako kasing nararamdaman sa katawan ko, kaya hindi namin inexpect na ganon na pala kagrabe. i was diagnosed with ITP, para syang dengue, nababa ung platelet but walang lagnat. wala daw yong known cause, basta, its the time na bumababa ung immune system ng tao which causes this. the doctor told my mom na bute daw naagapan agad, because, pwede daw na mahilo ako sa sobrang baba ng platelet and.. ganon nalang. i couldve died na wala kaming nagawa man lang. buti pa daw at nagpabunot kami ng ipin. The rashes sa binti ko was a symptom, then ung bleeding gums. sinalinan nila ko ng 1bag ng dugo don. i cant eat or drink anything dark, including chocolates,
even hard foods,kasi baka magasgasan daw ung intestine ko and lalong magbleed. dumating sa point na iiyak nalang ako kasi naiisip ko, what did i do para mangyare sakin yon. and constantly i would pray. it was a week before my college graduation, and again, i gambled my graduation. na sana gumaling na ko, kahit hindi ako makagraduate. 6days ako sa hospital, but none of my friends came to visit me.
so sad. ang nabisita lang, my sisters, my boyfriend, and 2 of his friends who donated blood. pati ung kabatch ko nung highschool. I only had my mom, my dad, and God with me at those times. nakalabas ako ng hospital with only a platelet of 13, hindi ako pinaattend ng graduation rites ng mom ko kasi kakalabas ko lang ng hospital non. i had a weekly check up that would monitor my platelet.
everyday, umaga, gabi.
i would pray.
thank god that i woke up in the morning, for the blessings, and i would always ask God to help me with my illness. na pagalingin na Nya ko.
I took steroids for almost two moths, I gained weight, had alot of pimples
but I survived.
Now, Im out of my medications. According to my check up last june 8, im doing fine and can now work, kahit hindi ako nakapagmartsa nung graduation,my doctor sa PCMC and even ung dito sa muntinlupa wishes me to have a successful life.
after this happenings in life, I am grateful that I am still here, breathing.
I would always thank God for this.
This has made me stronger indeed.
it is just so sad, na kailangan pang mangyare ang mga to para lang lalo ako mag gain ng faith kay God.
