Archive for May 9th, 2010

“I love you, Mom”.

We could always say those important words to our moms at any time of the day or any day of the year, right?   But some of us wait for special occasions like Mother’s Day to tell our mothers that we care.

Every second Sunday of May, we celebrate Mother’s Day as a tribute to all those wonderful moms out there.  The joy of motherhood is incomparable to all the material things we have in this world.  And not all women are given the gift of  being  God’s instrument in procreation.

Sunday is always a family day for us. We always make it a point to attend Sunday mass together.  Today is a special day though and hubby took care of our lunch, my two kids gave me some special gifts. How thoughtful really to be remembered this way.  I took some shots of our lunch at Chef D’  Angelo, an Italian-American restaurant that  is famous for huge servings of chicken, pasta, pizza, salad and other rice-based meals. If you are on a tight budget, this is the place to be.  We’ve been coming back here time and again.

A bacon potato cheese chowder, it’s delicious served hot.

A chicken pasta sampler

A seafood medley pasta – a fettuccine pasta with sautéed tender shrimps and calamari in Scampi  sauce

Salisbury Steak with rice

Hearty Burger

A mouth-watering German chocolate cheesecake

As usual, we ended the day browsing at a bookstore and son having a hair cut at Fix Saloon.

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Wednesday, May 05, 2010


The male nurse on duty just greeted me “goodnight ma’am “ and amended himself by saying, “good morning na po pala”.

Being wide awake at this hour and full of thoughts  on the past several days  on what I’ve been through made me sit up and do some soul-searching instead of staring at the ceiling and just listening to the whirl of the  air condition near my bed.  I love this room, it has that comfy and welcoming look that other hospital rooms don’t have.  The ceiling is painted off-white and the lower half of the walls are in a soothing shade of blue.   it reminds me of home.  Along one side where my hospital bed is are two wall lamps, a frame of flowers in two pots of geometrically designed vases.  This side  is papered with gold flower prints with a blue background.  Instead of the usual food cart,a small round metal table with glass top and two upholstered metal armchairs occupy one corner of the room. next to it is a small ref and above that is a wall-mounted TV set. A metal

sofa  completes the furniture here.  But I love my bed most, I think this is a modern version of  an orthopedic bed which is very user-friendly.  Haha! and it’s not even push-button, the controls are digital, for want of a better word.  Just a slight press of your thumb makes you lie flat on your back or half-inclined .

The hospital is asleep except for opening and closing of doors by some nurses on duty, to check on the patients’ vital signs –  a rigmarole of taking temperatures, pulse and blood pressure, kind of annoying sometimes when you are about to fall asleep but necessary.  A few minutes ago, they removed my last bottle of IV.  I could not exactly remember how many bottles they have pumped into my body since I was admitted almost midnight of Saturday, May 1.  It’s a blessed, blessed relief  to finally sleep without the attached IV tube and catheter bag.  And apart from one or two needle marks on my left arm and a little tender flesh on my spine (due to the spinal anesthesia), not a trace of what I’ve been through the past few days can be seen.

This is my second hospital confinement in a span of ten months.  About a week ago, I had a severe attack of UTI followed by several days of fever and chills.  My new urologist, Dr. Jubilado decided to have me confined so he  can observe and do what is necessary.   I underwent a series of KUB/IVP ultrasound and x-rays, stayed at the Radiology Dept. for more than an hour.  They made me take Optiray 240, a kind of  dye that absorbs x-rays  and allow organs to be seen more clearly.  I had to undergo cystoretrograde pyelography, a procedure that’s Greek  to me.  I spent an hour at the operating room, with spinal anesthesia so my doctor could insert the DJ stent that would allow the normal flow of  urine from my kidney to the urinary bladder.  The kidney stone was lodged near the urinary bladder so the bypass is needed to avoid further infection which might destroy my  right kidney if not treated.  I was not ready for this, it was a costly procedure. Sometimes, you just have to close your eyes  and say yes so you would get well.   The DJ stent (bypass tube) will have to stay inside for three months, then I am going back to the hospital to have it removed.

I didn’t know if I were in the throes of dreamland or hallucinations due to high fever but during the last two nights, I kept seeing a different panorama every time I open my eyes and see the  lighted wall lamp  near my bed.  Talk about seeing a lovely sunset scene, a wide view of a garden filled with wild flowers all around.  It was a kaleidoscope of colors, alright.  It must be God’s way of telling me that I was not alone in this battle and I could hear  a voice saying, “fight, fight, fight”. Yes, I am a warrior and God is my shield.

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