My Erpats’ Angioplasty and Pacemaker Operation

I’m back! Pasensya na dahil maraming mga bagay-bagay ang naganap. Marami lang akong iniligtas na inaapi… at marami rin akong inapi. Charot.

Last February 23 (Thursday), my dad was admitted to Our Lady of Perpetual Help Medical Center in Las Piñas City for his angiogram, angioplasty, and pacemaker operation. Prior to that, he had medical checkups to Dr. Ma. Rosario Sevilla M.D., his cardiologist (Uhm, she’s not related to us. Galing no? Kaapelyido pa namin and kapangalan ng isang ate ko), at Asian Medical Center and Hospital in Alabang. He was adviced by his doctor to undergo those procedures after he was found having an irregular heartbeat.

Mahirap talaga pag ang tao ay tumatanda. Aside from battling sagging skin and gray hair, there are more serious health conditions we have to monitor and prevent. Diabetic ang tatay ko. Maraming complications ang sakit na diabetes; it even doubles the risks of cardiovascular diseases. He also used to smoke 15 years ago so he developed Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (chronic bronchitis + emphysema) as he gets older. Last year, my dad was also hospitalized because of pneumonia.

This year, he underwent series of ECG and it was found out that he was suffering from cardiomyopathy or the disease of heart muscle. It results to arrhythmia wherein there’s an irregular electrical signals to his heart, thus, resulting to irregular heartbeats. Since ECG is limited only to detect irregularities on patient’s heart electrical activity, the doctor could only guess that there was a possible arteriosclerosis. She advised my father to have angiogram to detect any obstruction in his blood vessels.

My dad was also told that he might need to undergo angioplasty and pacemaker operation after angiogram. The entire operation is less invasive compared to bypass surgery and it will take almost a week for him to recover. Angioplasty is done to widen the narrowed blood vessel while pacemaker, a device larger than 5-peso coin, is placed to regulate the heart beat.

Ok. Sorry for high falutin scientific terms. I’m trying my best to make you understand the procedures. Parang impeachment trial, may terms na mahirap or imposible i-translate sa ating wika. Anyway…

My family discussed this overnight since we had to decide as soon as possible. Considering that the operation is too expensive, we considered a lot of factors (ie. cost of procedure, hospital & medical fees, distance of hospital from our home). We were eyeing for Philippine General Hospital in Manila but it’s too far. Finally we settled at ‘Perps’ since it’s less expensive than Asian Med (Eh parang hotel kung makasingil dun) and closer to where we leave. Also we are referred to Dr. Eric Oliver Sison who will be performing the operation.

We were scheduled to bring him early morning of February 23. As soon as we brought him to his room, a finance staff assisted my older sister and  sister-in-law and explained the payment procedures, while I helped my dad change into his hospital gown. By 8 am, he was brought in the operating room for angiogram, first angioplasty, and pacemaker implantation. In just an hour, it was done. Ambilis nga eh. Then he was returned to our room, looking groggy due to sedatives.

The unit area where we were staying (the cardiovascular intensive unit section) is strict: only 2 people are allowed to stay and only 2 visitors are permitted according to time schedule. Ugali pa naman ng family ko na kapag may naoospital, parang buong baranggay ang bumibisita. So we had to take turns. 2 would enter the area while most of us wait at the holding area.

I had to take care of him the entire day everyday since I was the only one who had ample free time. My ate would accompany me on mornings while my younger sister during evenings. Mom would visit in the afternoon during her break since she needs to handle her business. I took a day-off on Saturday since I had a scheduled photoshoot for Mr. & Ms. APC 2012 pageant, and returned the night of the following day.

I got the chance to have time for my tatay (that’s what we usually call him) even in that worse scenario. Being the panganay of the second family, I felt responsible and at the same time lucky. I know we are way too different since we have a wide age gap (he’s 76 and I’m 25) but on that moment, everything is settled. I may misunderstand  him but he needs me. I’m not like those children who are showy about their love and care to their parents (saying ‘I love you’ or hugging/kissing) but giving time when he needs is my humble way of my responsibility and gratitude for him. That was also my way of repaying what he sacrificed for me even if he is strict like a military personnel.

It feels great when you take good care of your parents. Though it was challenging at first, the experience was rewarding. Other than being familiar with health-related stuff/being informed about diseases and prevention, I gained trust and confidence from my father. He finally realizes my potentials and aspirations in life.

He was discharged on February 27 (Monday). Right now he is doing great. He is finally recovering. Biniro pa siya na since maginhawa na ang pakiramdam niya, baka masundan pa ang bunso namin sa pamilya. His wound from the surgery is healing.

I would like to thank those who prayed for him. I was very anxious before the operation kaya I couldn’t stop tweeting about my feelings at that time. Salamat sa mga suporta at dasal ninyo. Syempre, thanks to God for his successful operation.

I am also grateful to my siblings. In times of trials, we remain intact and supportive. That’s what the advantage of having 10 brothers and sisters. Gulat ka, no?

About the bill… wag niyo na tanungin kung magkano inabot. Masakit pag-usapan. Hehe.

So other than the heart-warming experience, what did I learn? Health is a serious issue. Good thing I don’t smoke and I don’t usually drink alcohol. Siguro dahil nakita ko ang complications from my father. A lot of factor should also be considered for a healthy living: proper nutrition and food intake, enough sleep and hydration, exercise, and healthy lifestyle. In that way, we can lessen the risk of the diseases.

Yun nga lang pag ikaw ang naging tagabantay. Aside from forcing to watch what your dad likes to watch (in case, the Impeachment Trail of CJ Corona) or mamemorize mo na ang bawat kanto ng kwarto na tinutuluyan mo , you are prone to eating a lot particularly those from nearby fastfood chains. Andaming malalapit na kainan sa ospital… Mcdo, KFC, Shakey’s, Sinigang Express, Goodah… etc. I was craving for McDonalds but after few days, sumuko ako. Napurga ako sa trans fats.

Love your parents. Love your family. Love yourself. Love your health.

Hot like Mexico, rejoice!

PS. BY THE WAY, hindi ko makakalimutan yung isang nurse na nag-assist sa erpats ko. Natipuhan ko naman. Simpleng maganda siya. Hindi nakakaintimidate pero ewan bakit natorpe ako. I remember when my kuya handed me enough money to buy food for those who were staying for the night, he told me to buy also for the nurse staff. Eh nagkataon na duty niya. So I decided to buy Shakey’s. I bought an extra regular sized pizza for them. Sana pala binilhan ko siya just for herself. Nung inabot ko yung pizza for them, hindi ako makatingin sa kanya. Muntanga lang. Haha!

Ako’y nagbabalik

“I just stared to the future, and it winked at me.”

Ano daw? Kahit ako di ko naintindihan pinagsasabi-sabi ko. It just came across my mind.

Isa pang English, kakalbuhin ko na sarili ko.

Anyway. HELLO! I’M BACK! Did you miss me? I hope so. Nakakamiss mag blog lalo na pag marami kang nais sabihin at ikwento (at lalo na pag may nagbabagang chismis ka. Joke). Hindi ko naibatid sa inyo ang aking biglaan at matagal na pagkawala dahil sa dami at bigat ng mga sunud-sunod na pangyayari. Sa madaling salita, I was busy.

Medyo nakakapanibago. Matagal-tagal akong hindi nakapagblog. Huling update ko ata eh tungkol kay Shamcey Supsup. Buong October ay wala akong nailagay dito. Maraming beses ako nagtangka ngunit ako’y nabigo. At eto na naman ang palaliman ng Tagalog.

Bakit ngayon lang? Kung ikukwento ko lahat ng pangyayari noong nakalipas na araw ay baka hinihiyawan ka na ng galit mong nanay sa baba, o masunog ang sinasaing mo, o kasalukuyang gumugunaw na ang mundo. Ikukwento ko na lang sa inyo kung bakit biglang nanahimik ang aking blog.

And this shall be my first entry for the month of November…

 

Hindi ko pala nasabi na ako’y kasalukuyang nagtatrabaho sa isang BPO company sa Alabang. Kung kayo ay masugit na tagasubaybay ng aking buhay, nabanggit ko noon ang tungkol sa first job ko as animation builder. It was a great experience pero kailangan kong maghanap ng trabaho na full-time since ako ay isang freelancer lang doon. Di sapat ang aking kinikita. Unexpected na dumating sa akin itong pagkakataon. Month-long ang naging training ko doon bilang graphic artist. Ang challenge para sa akin ay ang oras ng pasok. Night shift ako. Parang call center. Imagine niyo na kung kailan pauwi ang karamihan ay ako naman ay papasok naman and vice versa. Mahirap sa umpisa pero di nagtagal ay nasanay na ang katawan at diwa ko. After all, dapat lang na masanay ako dahil sanay ako sa gabi. Remember, call boy ako. Joke .

After an intense month of training,  ako ay naging hired. October 10. Panay status ko noon dahil di ko matago ang tuwa at pasasalamat ko noon. Nagkapirmahan na ng contract at binigyan na kami ng sarili naming ATM accounts. Ilang beses kong tinatanong ang sarili ko kung totoo ba ang mga nagaganap. My first official full-time job. And my first ATM card. At sa unang araw ko sa kompanya ay napa-overtime ako.

Pero hindi rin naiwasan na nagkaproblema along the way. Sinusubukan talaga ako ng Maykapal. 2 weeks after ay nagkaroon ng force resignation/end of contract sa mga employees. Nagpanic ako kasama ang mga officemates ko. Kung ihahalintulad sa graph ang excitement namin, from point A to point B aybiglang bagsak ang kaligayahan namin. Lalo na ako dahil inakala ko na magiging OK na ang lahat. A week before the scheduled office report, andaming gumugulo sa isipan ko. Isa na dun ang paghahanap ng panibagong trabaho. Nakakafrustrate dahil kaka-hire pa lang sa amin tapos tatanggalin kami. Iniisip ko na magpaPasko tapos ako biglang mawawalan ng trabaho. Napaaga ang Mahal na Araw para sa akin.

Subalit ako’y hired pa rin. Salamat, Lord. At kasama ko pa rin ang mga ka-batch ko. Though I feel bad sa mga natanggal. Medyo madami rin ang sapilitang tinanggal. Naintindihan ko naman kung bakit ganoon ang nangyayari. Since malapit na magwakas ang taon ay bumababa na ang production rate kaya kailangang magbawas ng human resource ang company. Ang di ko lang maintindihan ay bakit nag-mass hiring sila noong September tapos sabay ganito ang nangyari nitong October.

Pero sa kabila ng magandang balita ay may condition pa rin. Sana ay dumagsa pa rin ang mga gawain para di mapilitang magbawas ulit ng tao. Kaya sana ay tuluy-tuloy pa rin ang trabaho para may pambili na ako ng hamon at Keso de Bola para sa Pasko .

By the way. Share ko sa inyo ang nakakatawang experience ko sa ATM. Since first time ko nga magkaroon ng ATM card, mukha akong tanga sa paggamit. Buti na lang mahaba ang pila at kasama ko ang mga kaibigan ko para obserbahan kung paano gumamit. At dahil sa excitement ko, napasobra ako sa pagtulak sa card. Nagpanic ako na parang si Mr. Bean. Akala ko nilamon na ng makina ang card ko. Buti na lang hindi. And yes, nalasap ko rin ang paghihirap ko sa bandang huli. Pero pangako ko sa sarili ko na hindi ko wawaldasin ang pera ko. Ipon-ipon muna. Kaya isang libo muna inilabas ko. Mahirap na baka maholdap ako.

 

Hot like Mexico, rejoice!

A Year After

Anniversary na pala ng nakakagimbal na August 23, 2010 Manila Hostage Crisis. Di ko makakalimutan iyon. Nandito lang ako sa bahay, nakatunganga lang sa Facebook, nang biglang nabalitaan ko na lang sa mga news feed posts pati na rin sa mga balita sa TV. Nakakatakot. Pero hindi kapani-paniwala ang mga pangyayari pagsapit ng gabi. Nauwi sa karumal-dumal na krimen.

At dahil sa nangyari, paghihinagpis at galit ang nadama ng mga pamilya, kamag-anak ng mga biktima hanggang sa umabot na sa national scale. Ang masaklap, napunta sa sisihan at pag-iinsulto sa pagitan ng Pilipinas at Hong Kong.

Hindi ko natiis. Idinaan ko na lang sa simpleng sulat noon ang aking saloobin…

 

August 26, 2010. Thursday. Via Facebook.

Dear Hong Kong and the Philippines (and whoever reads this):

To whoever demands justice: I firmly believe that justice should not be taken selfishly. Even if some of your fellowmen are killed here in our country, are you sure that we  favored it? Are you sure that everyone LIKED it? Only the stone-hearted and stupid ones will appreciate the bloodshed of those innocent people.

HK people, we feel your great sadness and rage. Nobody wanted this to happen in the first place. Imagine one fine Monday morning while most of us, here and in your country, are busy with our own lives, but suddenly things messed up. I believe this is an ISOLATED CASE, and somehow the succeeding events made it worse. We understand you and we feel the same thing. But it is just unfair for some of you are name calling us: monkeys, home of criminals, pigs, uneducated, and other unimaginable and hurtful remarks. Mostly we, Filipinos, have nothing to do there in the first place. We are putting our efforts to make peace and share the sympathy to the victims as well as the affected families. But some of you are firing things up. Before you throw stones to us, think first. Does your anger contribute to the resolution? Only the demons would agree.

For my fellow Filipinos, I firmly stand on what our forefathers/former generations had taught us. I’m proud to be a Filipino because we’re one of the people who have the firm belief on moral values. We were taught on the values of respect, love, sincerity, and hope. And I think we must act as one to be part of the reconciliation. I might get negative feedbacks regarding this since we have nothing to do about it, that I am too idealistic, and we have no responsibility to say our apologies. But let’s think that it is our willingness to ease the pain that can somehow mend the wounds. And it wouldn’t hurt if we act in behalf of our country. Also, there are so much to blame right now. Blame the president, blame our police forces, blame the media, blame some of our insensitive fellowmen… but are we going to blame forever? Can we “stop throwing bricks but instead rebuilt what had been damaged”? Our selfishness and ignorance, not the crime, that kill us eternally.

Intelligence does not reside on a specific demographic and ethnographic entity. Chinese are wise, and so are Filipinos. I think intelligence is on a personal/individual responsibility and accountability. So if you believe you’re educated and wise enough, you probably think of something that will contribute to the solution of the problem, and will not resort to never-ending arguments of who’s right or wrong. We need dialogue and solutions, not confusion and hatred.

There is this saying that should be highlighted in situations like now: “If you are thrown a stone, throw back with a bread.”

Those who question the sincerity of those who apologize, if you are willing to understand, open-minded, and sympathetic, you would feel the genuine warmth. “Hug” us and you’ll feel the beat of our hearts.

Regarding the issue about security… Crime does not happen only in our country, the Philippines. Those hostage taking crisis can happen anywhere, everywhere, anytime, everytime. It may happen also in Hong Kong… even in the farthest and coldest place of the earth. So it is unbearable and unfair to learn the hasty generalization that our country is the worst place to go to. Are you sure of that? How about Iraq and Afghanistan? These so-called inhumane and unjust happenings don’t just reside on our motherland. Let us remember that the dirty fingers of crime lurk on every corner of this planet.

The police force and other authorities hold responsibilities. However, we must not rely our own lives on them… for it is our prime responsibility to take care of our own selves.

If we could just stop pointing fingers at one another but instead, join our palms to pray, this simple act of sincerity and selflessness can do no harm and can contribute to the restoration of peace, unity, and justice. And let us do remember that we, Chinese and Filipinos, came from a single root, that is, Asia.

*the Philippines H.U.G.S. Hong Kong (Hope, Unity, Goodness, Sincerity)*

— Toney Sevilla, a concerned Filipino citizen

 

Ako po ay nananalangin para sa hustisya at sana ay hindi na maulit ito muli.

Hot like Mexico, rejoice!

I Miss You, Bebeng

Ngayon lang ako nagkaroon ng tapang at gana para isulat ito.

Bukas ay dalawang linggo na ang lilipas bago pumanaw si Bebeng, yung alaga kong kuting na halos isang buwan pa lang ang edad. Hindi namin inaasahan na mangayayari yun sa kanya. Masyadong maaga. Kaya lubos na malungkot ako nung nalaman ko ang balita na wala na siya .

Napakasaklap at nakakagulat nang nawala si Bebeng. Napakabata pa niya. Naaalala ko pa yung panahon na napulot at iniligtas ko siya mula sa ilalim ng nakapark na tricycle habang papunta ako sa kalapit na sari-sari store. Maulan nun at mabasa’t maputik ang kalsada. Nakarinig ako ng iyak ng isang kuting… di basta-basta iyak kundi iyak para sa kalinga. Kaya nakonsensya ako. Nung una, nagdadalawang isip ako kung iuuwi ko dahil ayaw ng ermats ko na mag-alaga kami ng pusa sa bahay. Kung hahayaan ko naman, kawawa naman. Pero sinunod ko ang nararamdaman ko. Iniuwi ko siya at binigyan ng kaagarang lunas. Ipinangalanan kong “Bebeng” dahil natagpuan ko siya nung kasagsagan ng bagyong Bebeng, tanda ng araw ng di inaasahang pangyayari na magtatagpo ang landas namin.

Marami akong natutunan nung dumating sa akin si Bebeng. Natutunan ko magmahal. Iba man ang pagmamahal ko sa pamilya ko at sa mga kaibigan ko (at sa mga ‘nilalandi’ ko), itinuring ko siya as ‘special someone’. Naniniwala ako ng ang love is for any forms. Kung ang iba nga kaya magmahal ng mga asal-hayop, paano pa kaya ang hayop mismo? Joke. Kahit alam kong higher form of animal specie ako at ang alam lang niya ay mag-meow at dumumi kung saan-saan, I felt a strong connection from Bebeng. Ipinaglaban ko ang pag-aalaga ko sa kanya. I explained my reasons to my Mom and I promised to manage her well. At di nagtagal, unti-unting napamahal na rin si Bebeng sa family ko.

Natutunan ko maging pasensyoso. Aminado ako na madali uminit ang ulo ko. Kaya huwag na kayo magtangka, baka mamaya may death threats na kayo. Nang dumating si Bebeng at inilagaan ko siya, nahirapan ako. First time ko kasi mag-alaga ng pet kaya wala ako masyado alam na basic knowledge about cat care. Humingi ako ng payo sa mga kilala kong cat owners (kay Miss Jona Baquillas at kay Rachel Mutia). Syempre, ano pa saysay ng Google? Dahil interesado ako sa pag-aalaga, nagresearch ako ng todo. Kahit napakahirap maghalukat ng ingredients para sa KMR (Kitten Milk Replacement, di pwede ordinaryong milk ang ipapainom mo sa mga kuting) at ipadede gamit ang syringe (syempre walang needle) sa kanya, hindi ako nagreklamo at hindi ako sumuko. Besides, napakarewarding panuorin kung paano magpadede ng isang musmos na kuting. Pakiramdam ko anak ko siya. At kahit kumakalat ang dumi at ihi sa kinalalagyan niya, hindi ako nagreklamo. Wala akong magagawa kundi linisin ang kalat kesa sa pagalitan at magreklamo sa kanya (na hindi naman ako naiintindihan).

Narealize ko kung gaano ako ka-blessed because of Bebeng. Matindi ang pinagdaanan ko nitong mga nakaraang buwan. I almost gave up but something life-changing experience happened in my life this past summer. Dahil kay God, napawi din unti-unti. Naging ok ako sa family ko and finally nakagraduate na rin ako sa college. Isa sa mga blessing na natanggap ko ay si Bebeng. Siya ang naging instrumento ko para maunawaan ang mga bagay-bagay sa paligid ko. I felt blessed having her. Imagine your mornings when you see a kitten staring at you and then suddenly winks. Cute di ba? And everytime I’m in bad mood or stressed, she’s my stress reliever. I believed God brought a reason why I should enjoy life to the fullest. And that reason is her.

At this point, I still don’t know why she passed away so soon.  Probably, parasites, according to my sister-in-law. But it is so heartbreaking to lose someone who you loved so much. And I cannot forget that moment. Nung araw na iyon bago mangyari iyon, last day ko sa training ko sa animation company and I was about to be evaluated for the last time before it could accept me. Sobrang kagalakan nang sinabi sa akin ng boss ko na OK ako sa training ko and I could start working the next day as soon as may available workload na para sa akin. Few minutes later, I came back to my table to text everyone about the result. Then, my sister texted me that Bebeng was gone. Biglang huminto yung mundo ko. Seryoso ba siya o niloloko lang niya ako? Totoo daw. At dahil dun, umuwi kaagad ako kaagad. Nung dumating ako sa bahay namin, nakita ko nakahiga siya sa lumang blouse ng ate ko na ginamit ko sa kanya nung una ko siyang nakita. Matigas na ang katawan. Nakadilat ang mga mata sa kawalan. Hindi na humihinga. Nilalanggam pa ang isang mata. Kinuha ko at hinimas ang katawan niya habang tumutulo yung luha ko. Super sakit nung feeling, sa totoo lang. Madami ang nagulat sa pagkawala ni Bebeng: yung mga batang pamangkin ko, parents ko, mga kapatid kong mas bata sa akin, pati yung mga friends ko. Ambilis daw kasi. Parang kailan lang, kakaampon ko sa kanya. Kahit yung isa kong kuting na si Chedong, nawalan ng gana para kumain nung gabi na wala na si Bebeng. At nakadapa sa basahan na usually hinihigaan nilang dalawa, ng malungkot.

Inilibing ko siya sa paso na may halaman, tanda na lagi ko siya maaalala at para hindi masayang yung buhay niya, kahit mapunta man sa ibang anyo.

Salamat Bebeng sa lahat. Kahit naging saglit ang ating pagsasama, nagpapasalamat ako dahil andami nating pinagsamahan. Mamimiss ko ang mga iyak mo, yung mga oras na magtitimpla ako ng espesyal na gatas para sa iyo, yung pinapadede kita, yung ginawan pa kita ng heat setup para mainitan ka, yung pangungulit mo kay Chedong, yung tumatae ka kung saan-saan, yung maglalaro ka sa harap ng salamin na akala mo ibang pusa yung reflection mo, yung hahanapin ka nila ermats at erpats dahil di ka mahanap dahil super liit mo, at marami pa. Namimiss na kita. Namimiss ka na rin ni Chedong.Kung nasaan ka man, sana pinapakain ka dun at inaalagaan ka. Lagi kang nasa dasal ko. Pero alam kong naririto ka, bilang isang anghel

Rest in peace, Bebeng. We love you so much.
The Air Prince

Ermats Day

This goes to all the mothers out there.

♫ Back then I didn’t know why 
Why you were misunderstood 
So now I see through your eyes
all that you did was love… ♫

Grabe, ang ganda ng song na yan. As soon as the violin riff is being played, naaantig ang puso ko. I still remember lumabas ‘tong song ng Spice Girls last 1997 (I was in Grade 4) and it became a hit (until now specially for Mothers’ Day). Oo na, favorite ko ang Spice Girls (pipilitin pa ako eh ).

May 8, 2011. Last Sunday. Maulan dahil kay bagyong Bebeng. Laban din ni Pacquiao versus Sugar Mosley na nauwi lang ata sa bromance . Pero syempre very special rin ang araw na iyon sa isa sa pinakaimportanteng tao sa ating buhay: ang ating mga nanay .

I would like to give appreciation and honor to the one who made all things possible, and say sorry. Ihanda niyo na ang tissue .

Salamat sa pagkakataong mabuhay ako sa mundong ito.
Salamat sa pag-aalaga kahit hirap ka sa trabaho at negosyo.
Salamat sa disiplina kahit labag sa loob ko.
Salamat sa pasensya kahit mukhang susuko ka na sa akin.
Salamat sa pag-iintindi sa akin kahit mahirap akong intindihin.
Salamat sa tulong kahit di kita tinutulungan.
Salamat sa oras kahit isang segundo lang.
Salamat sa lahat.

Sorry kung nasasaktan ka. Di ko naman sinasadya.

Nagsisinungaling man ako. Nag-iisip man ako ng mga bagay laban sa iyo. Nagagalit man ako sa iyo. Nagrerebelde man ako sa iyo. Nagiging pasaway man ako sa inyo. Nasasaktan man kita… Di ko kayo iiwanan. Tandaan mo yan ♥

Love you, Veronica (ANCHEESY!)

Family portrait last New Year. Hindi pa kasama ang iba kong kapatid

Ermats at Erpats ko. O Ha! Boss ang Tatay ko )

High waist! HAHA! Grade 4 ako niyan

From Kinder to HS, lagi akong may award See here: http://prinsipenghangin.wordpress.com/2010/11/13/mula-sa-baul-ng-aking-ina-mga-medals-diploma-cards-at-alikabok/

Nay, malapit na ang graduation ko kahit super delayed na ako hehe

At gusto ko ring batiin ng Happy Mothers’ Day ang 2 pang malapit sa puso’t buhay ko: ang mga ate ko. Sila ang nag-alaga sa akin pag wala ang ermats ko (dahil nga busy sa negosyo).

Para kay Dr. Elenita, ang all-around dentista. Ibibigay niya ang isang bagay bago mo hingin. Kahit parehas sila ng ermats ko na strict, understanding yan. At kahit may sarili na siyang pamilya, di niya kinakalimutan kaming magkakapatid, kahit half-brother niya ako At gusto ko rin pasalamatan siya dahil kung hindi dahil sa kanya, hindi ako gagraduate sa darating na May 21. Salamat Ate

At para kay Ate Nene/Charo, ang cool ate. Sa lahat ng magkakapatid, siya ang may pinakamalapit sa akin. Bata pa lang ako, siya na rin ang naging nanay/yaya sa akin. Kahit may mga bagay na hindi kami madaling magkasundo, may mga common grounds kami. Natutuwa ako kasi lagi niya akong binibida sa mga friends niya. Sasabihin na “uy kapatid ko ‘to. Magkamukha ba kami? Ako nag-alaga sa kanya!” At handa niya akong ipaglaban kapag naaapi ako. Salamat Ate

HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY TO ALL THE MOTHERS OUT THERE! INA NIYONG LAHAT )

Hot like Mexico, rejoice!
The Air Prince