Living Separately

I just received an alarming text message from the husband.

Me, sabi nla dun daw tyo tmira smin sbi nanay kkusapn daw nya cla mama.. sbi din ni tita merced.

Oh no! This message got me teary eyed and in panic mode. I can't really explain as to why I loathe living with my in-laws. Let me just put it simply by saying I am not comfortable living with them. There is actually no issues about us. It's just it isn't my world.

We are in quite rocky times, financially speaking. And living with them is a great help. But I still prefer to go into that state rather than to live with them.

We are living with my parents, but technically lives in a separate household. Meaning, we do our own laundry, cook our own food, have our own electric and water bill, etc. Though we are living in a "studio-type condo" room size, I am loving every independence we have. I can do whatever I can do, the kids can do whatever they can do.

My mom is accessible. I can easily ask favors upon favors when it comes to my kids. She looked after my youngest when I am out or in the office without compain. My aunt, who lives next door, accompanies my eldest to school and waits until it the kid's time to go home.

I am starting to get stressed out as the husband is buying the idea of living with his parents. See, everything revolves in the idea of "comfortability."

Dear Kuya

Time really flies so fast. We last saw you in Shopwise telling us that you have flu again. You didn’t even allow Joshua to go near you as he might catch your virus. We never thought that was the last time we will ever see you.

I can vividly remember the dreadful days – the six short days you battled for your life. The night you drove yourself to the hospital. The night we received a text from Kuya Oliver that you were in the ICU. The morning Jojo rushed to the hospital as you were already in the 50-50 state. The day you were transferred to Asian Hospital. The good news that you’re BP is okay. The text message I got from Jojo telling me to go to Asian as he needs someone to comfort him. The news that your body doesn’t accept any medicines anymore. The doctor’s question to Sharon if we are a Catholic. The hour we fetch your daughter Ally from school. The call from Sharon telling us that you are gone.

Everything was so brief. You didn’t even show signs that you are going. There are a lot of regrets from us. There are a lot of if only in our mind but it wouldn’t matter anymore. We have whole hearted set you free as we know are you being comforted by God’s embrace. You will never feel pain anymore.

Even in my short encounter with you, there’s a big spot for you in my heart. I cannot express how much I have been grateful for what you have done to us. I may be only new in the family, but I saw how good a person you are. If not because of you, Jojo, Mama, Ate Maricel and Nene would not have a lived a comfortable life. If not because of you, we could have suffered when I gave birth to Joshua. If not because of you, Joshua could not have been in tip top shape when he gets ill.

You have been a good doctor not just in the family but everyone you held your clinic. There isn’t anything else we hear but how good you are as a doctor, as a friend and as a person. It’s sad though that you won’t see Ging, Ally and Kean grow. It’s sad though that Kean will only see you in videos and pictures.

Rest in peace now Kuya. Thank you for everything. We love you dearly.

   Dr. Dennis A. Moldez
Sept 13, 1971 - Nov. 21, 2008

We need your prayers

Hubby has been completely emotionally down for the past two weeks.
At first, his older sister had flu.
She was rushed to the hospital after two days.
She had dengue na pala.

Then just right when his sister was about to be discharge, his brother (the pedia) had flu as well.
He drag himself to the hospital and found out that he, too, has dengue.

At writing, hubby is constantly texting me to pray for his brother.
He doesn't want to think that it's a 50/50 situation.
Though the case is something serious.
The brother is currently in the ICU.

Their whole family is in the hospital now.
Well, except for me who is at work and the little boy who is snoring beside my parents.

Please help me pray for his speedy recovery.
It pains me to see hubby in pain.

*At this writing, the brother was transferred to Asian Hospital.
He is still inside the ICU undergoing dialysis.
He had CT scan as well as one of his eyes doesn't respond anymore.

FIL went to Sto Niño church in Muntinlupa to ask for a mass for the brother.
He lost words when he saw the list is full.
Guess who's name is on the list?
The brother. (I think those were from his patients.)
We were very touched.

I am in search for B+ blood.
The hospital doesn't accept blood from Red Cross.
The hospital is very, very specific (and maarte, I guess).