Lola Cora was rushed to the hospital Monday night after a whole day of being "high". She took some medication, recommended by her doctors, but the side effects were so scary. She took them the night before and the next day she was woozy, she couldn't speak well, she couldn't walk the way she used to walk and she couldn't even pick up a spoon. She was also hallucinating! She kept seeing people and colors. It really scared all of us. She was mumbling and speaking of things we couldn't understand. Plus she kept jerking uncontrollably. That has never happened to her before.
Up to last night she was still out of wack and getting pretty frustrated and mad. I know my Lola and she prides herself with the way she has taken care of her body and health. She cannot even bring herself to believe she is this old (88 years old). She still thinks she can do the things she used to do and when she doesn't, she beats herself up over it. Seeing her as she was last night, I got choked up so many times. This was the woman who singlehandedly showed me that we shouldn't give up even if the odds are against us (she was widowed when she was 30 with 4 kids and never got to finish college). To fight for what we believe in and to have faith, unparalleled by nothing else, in our life. That God is and will be our meaning for living.
At the same time we get news that April needed to be operated on because her baby was getting stressed and they had to get it out. It was due next month already. Her road to motherhood has been so bad. I have never known anyone who has gone through the things she has went through. I admire her so much and was really praying for her and Gabi. They deserve this baby so much. But as of 1am this morning, Tita Ting updated us with the news that Michael has gone home to our Creator. My heart dropped.
Christmas Eve is tomorrow but this is definetely a Christmas I will never forget and will be unlike all the others. I just want Lola to come home and for Gabi and April to have God's best.
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