I remember that fateful day so vividly, March 11, 2018, it was the first challenging moment in my life. As a child, I lived in comfort chiefly. Although I have been through a fair share of difficulties- including emotional abuse from my maid for 3 years, nothing could have prepared me for the future.
That one Sunday started off nicely, my father drove me to school for I was going to a Catechists’ hangout in a park in Tagaytay. I was ecstatic about the trip. It was fun, but all that happiness went down the drain when my brother told me our father got into an accident. I had a feeling something was wrong, and I was right. My father “shut down” while driving on the expressway, fortunately, the car stopped after ramming the car before them. Of course, the driver was furious, but he suspected something was wrong with my father, so they called the ambulance.
When I arrived in the hospital, the doctor greeted us with the CT scan of my father’s brain. At that point, I started getting confused and overwhelmed, I was with him just this morning, what? The night went fast and they transferred him to another hospital that had a neurologist, he was admitted to the Intensive Care Unit (ICU). I was terrified of the possibility of losing my father so suddenly. I went to school the next day to distract myself, but I ended up crying in the morning.
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At first, I couldn’t grasp the thought of what would happen in the future, my top priority is making sure he stays alive. He had an operation that needed to take a portion of his skull off. When I met him for the first time after he was transferred to a normal room, he seemed like a different person. He lost so much weight and his beard grew, plus that deformation on his head with intimidating stitches- the reality sunk in.
Taking care of a disabled father was tough to say the least, especially at the start. He depended on us to survive and perform daily duties like taking a bath, eating, etc. I admit at times, I feel like he’s a burden, aside from finance, dealing with him was physically and mentally exhausting. Although I’m in no place to complain, I’m aware that other people have it harder than me. Fortunately, during this time, I was surrounded by friends and family who supported us and did not make us feel abandoned.
Well, a better tomorrow is waiting for me, so I don’t have time to waste sulking. You could say I dealt with this by looking at the bigger picture. Every day he’s getting slightly better, and I’m grateful to everyone. This experience helped me mature and opened my eyes to the suffering of others by experiencing it. In a way this reality check pushed me to become more responsible, and I’m quite happy.
