It’s been a while since I posted anything here. It’s been a whirlwind month I tell ya. No need to dwell on the drama of everyday life. “Just be civil but continue to work towards your goal.” as a friend pointed out. It got me thinking, WHAT IS MY GOAL?

I’ve have been through a lot over the years and honestly, it’s been the things that people take for granted that have become my goal or goals. Tiny steps, baby steps, big steps as long as I keep stepping (literally) forward. That was my goal. 13 years in the making and still counting. Thing is this, the reality of LIFE sets in and you realize that you are way behind.

I didn’t finish college. I had one semester left of useless courses and dropped out before the school (an all girls Catholic school) could kick me out. Looking back, I swear, school was a joke. I did enjoy my course (Advertising & PR) and everything that came with it. I enjoyed my friends, whom I still get in touch with today. BUT after what I went through, just to be alive was enough for me.

Experiences in life are not taught in school or in any book for that matter. One has to experience it themselves to truly understand the gravity of each situation. Therefore, the saying “I know how it feels” deems void. For one will ever know what if feels like to be in each others’ shoes for the mere fact that we are all individuals and cope in various ways.

The other day, I had to rush to Market!Market! and buy 5 boxes for Bibingkinitan for my son’s class presentation about Filipino food. I’m pretty sure he chose Bibingka so that he could eat it himself afterwards. Anyway, it took more than an hour for the 5 boxes to be ready. In that hour, I made friends with strangers all waiting for the Bibingka. No way was I going to let others get ahead of me knowing that I fell in line and waited for my turn. So, I gave them a big smile and said, “Sorry. I was in line first.” I guess they noticed that I was carrying a crutch and asked why. The magical question of WHY.

After sharing my story, two women were in tears. I felt sorry for them and apologized that I didn’t mean to make them cry. They were just so moved by it I guess. Each time this happens, I ask myself, WHAT IS MY PURPOSE? Was I really made to survive to simple share my story?


My Life Forever Altered; July 6, 1999

It’s the time of the year when I usually feel nostalgic. It’s an anniversary and the day that my son was born. I’ve been wanting to compile the letters and well wishes of those who visited me in the hospital almost 13 years ago. Trying to clean out my drawers, I found these two emails from Monica Llamas, one of my oldest, dearest, best friend and Mel Henson, a batch mate, head of our student council then. I’ll write something more apt later on but for now the email she sent out. Thank you my love.

7 July 1999
Subject: Bettina needs your prayers.

Hi everyone,
My apologies to those who are getting this email a second time – I just thought I’d send it to everyone, so we can all say as many prayers for Bettina as possible. If you have know batchmates who aren’t in my mailing list, please forward this email to them as well.

Hello everyone, Bettina del Rosario is in the hospital as of this moment undergoing an operation and she needs your prayers. She experienced a brain aneurysm while giving birth to her baby via c-section last night. She is in a coma right now. She needs blood and she needs your prayers. She is at Makati Medical Center if you should decide to visit or give blood.

Thank you. Monica

11 July 1999
Subject: Bettina del Rosario

Dear People,
Most of you have been informed about the condition of our friend Bettina del Rosario. For those who don’t yet, Bettina gave birth to a cute little boy named Luis Xavier last July 6. He is a month shy from being full term but he is a vision of strength, his mother should be proud. Unfortunately, Bettina isn’t well. The next day she was discovered to have a hematoma in the left side of her brain and they needed to operate on her to relieve the pressure. It was a very long Wednesday but Bettina miraculously survived. The family was told that she would be observed for the next five days and if she makes it then she would have a good chance of surviving. She is now at the ICU of Makati Medical Center. It’s day four now and so far she has been responding well to people. She squeezes hands in response to questions and yesterday (Saturday) she opened her eyes every so often. We are all hoping for the best.

She still needs your continued prayers because she has a long way to go. Please pass this e-mail to others. Our prayers seem to be working because even the doctors are surprised with how good she is doing.

Also, to those and who know people who are AB+ please make yourself known. Bettina does not need blood as of the moment but when she does we would like to be able to contact those who are able to give blood.

Keep on praying and hoping.,

Reading the emails made me laugh because I don’t remember a thing especially when Monica said that I opened my eyes and even squeezed hands as a response. All I know was that I was in a coma for 10 days and took about a month to really know my bearings. I have a notebook where everyone who visited wrote notes and all. When my mom would read them to me, I actually felt bad in the sense that I didn’t have much visitors as depicted in this notes. Apparently, I was not allowed visitors except immediate family and close friends as not to get contaminated and for me to recover asap. This will be a first of a series regarding the initial weeks or months of what it was really like.

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