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Archive for April 19th, 2018


I am presently reading a book about bee keeping and beehives. Bees come out of their hives during the warm season and they hibernate  during the cold.  The only book I read about bees before is Sue Monk Kidd’s The Secret Lives of Bees. 

Back in the province when  my brothers and I were  in grade school, we would always look for bee hives among trees in our yard. We were afraid though to disturb it. The sting of a bee is painful. One other thing that reminds me of childhood are the insects we locally call salagubang (beetle in English).  After the rain, we would carry a long pole of bamboo and look for salagubang in mango trees nearby. You just have to shake the branches of the mango trees then the beetles will fall. We would play with them by tying a piece of string on their legs and let them buzz  We would be lucky if we catch the Ilang-ilang  or salaginto which is the green beetle,  and shiny too.

Those were the days I remember until now.  We are four kids in the family and I am the only girl. What I  further recall were playing marbles with my brothers. We each had jars of marble in various colors.  Our old house when we were young had several   bintana (windows)  and each was equipped  with  barandilla (balustrades) where mom used to put potted plants.  They were like the steel bars you still see in  older houses now. We had three windows in our bedroom  and during rainy season, we  would occupy each and would make different shapes out of clay and let them dry when the sun comes out. I would always make a  cooking pot with a clay stove  and flowers while my brothers would make animals  of different kinds.

Gosh, remembering the childhood years – no television, no expensive gadgets to speak of  but we were happy.  Blowing bubbles with our bubblegum loot which Mom would buy for us when she goes  to the market  and we’ll have five  each of bubble gum  candies. We would make them  last for a week until the next market day.

 

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It’s only been three days since my last blog but it feels like I haven’t written for a week. A little hard to start all over again.

I’ve been back and forth to  my ophthalmologist since Tuesday. I underwent  biometry at The Medical  City and it took  us almost a day to wait for the doctor and to get the procedures done.  I’ll have my cataract operation next Thursday at Borough Medical Care Institute at Eastwood City. It is an outpatient operation and  my ophthalmologist said it would only take twenty minutes. The insurance will not shoulder the new lens so I have to shell out a big amount for my left eye lens.  I don’t know the cost of the operation itself but it is included in my medical insurance.

One reason why I hate going to hospitals is because of the endless waiting for the doctor to arrive. If you have an appointment by 11am, you have to be there at least an hour before so you’ll be first if not in the list of the first five patients. The doctor usually arrives an hour after her scheduled clinic time. I do get impatient at times.

I remember those days when hospital visits were a  regular  undertaking for me. The clinical smell of the laboratories and examination rooms always remind you that something is  wrong.

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