Oh hello, blog!

Halos nakalimutan ko na meron pala akong blog.

March has set a record -- pinaka stressful na month at sana wala nang mag-attempt mag break ng record. Just a day after Nathan's confinement, si Papa naman ang sinugod namin sa hospital. He suffered from a major stroke. It was the scariest day of my life din, never thought I'd go through that at all. On hindsight, everything on that day was carefully planned and timed by God. Nung hapon na yun, nagtataka ako bakit wala pa si Papa (He was supposed to go here in the morning), then I called him on his cellphone. It rang once and he didn't answer, so I called again -- this time, he answered and the only words he said was "Punta kayo dito anak, inaatake ako". Then silence.

That 5-second silence was scary. The thought was scary. We were fifteen minutes away from Papa. Mahina pa naman ako sa mga ganitong pagkakataon. Pero it all felt like I was on auto pilot. I called the guard house of Papa's subdivision and told them to go to our house and call an ambulance. Sa isip ko nun, at least may mauna sakin sa bahay since malayo pa kami. I also called our Ninang, who was our neighbor din and told her to come to our house. She was about to leave na daw buti nalang nakatawag ako agad. She said when they got to our house, the screen door was locked so they had to force it open, then they found Papa lying on the bedroom. God was so good na hindi na niya inallow na makita ko pa yun. Siguro kung inabutan ko si Papa na ganun, baka dalawa kaming isusugod sa hospital.

Ang nakakatawa (at least for now) dito e sa panic namin mag-asawa, iniwan namin si Nathan sa kapitbahay namin habang kami ni Bob e nakasakay na sa kotse ni Ninang para isugod sa hospital si Papa (ambulance never came). Parang nakisama naman si Nathan kasi hindi daw siya umiyak, as in nakaupo lang daw sila nung kapitbahay namin at ni isang beses e hindi nagwala si Nathan. Buti nalang dahil sa taranta namin, wala kaming dala man lang na gamit ni Nathan. Walang milk, walang diaper -- kahit pampunas nga ng tulo laway wala. Hayy, thank you Anak for being cooperative on that day.

Anyway, we stayed in the hospital for 10 days. Longest 10 days of my life. I was crying every night. Halo-halo na yung emotions ko. I felt worried for Papa, tapos namimiss ko mag-ama ko who had no choice but to stay at home. So ako lang mag isa nagbabantay kay Papa. Ang hirap! I would never wish for this to happen to anyone, not even my mortal enemy siguro. (Kung meron man).

I guess that's every child's fear. Good thing about this story is that ours ended up well. Papa recovered well, and now -- almost a month after the incident, nakakalakad na siya and nagagalaw na rin niya yung left side ng body niya na nung una e ni makaramdam, wala. He's on continuous PT sessions, 3x a week for now but we're hopeful. Pinag-mop na nga ng sahig nung isang araw para maexercise. Haha!

Anyhooo-- Birthday ni Nathan kahapon! One year went by soooooooo fast. I will blog this on another entry dahil it deserves a separate post.

Nakakamiss din pala mag blog. :)