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Another year of living in a pandemic. Sometimes I think it's still 2020 instead of 2022.
Anyway, this year started with heartbreak but followed with good news.
My aunt, who was like a mother to me, passed away last month, just 4 days before my father's 2nd death anniversary. She had been in and out of hospital for the past two years due to breast cancer. She was diagnosed with it about 4 or 5 years ago. At that time the doctor said that she was in stage 2 of breast cancer. She underwent a mastectomy and she was cancer-free. But then two years later, she developed another bump in her chest and her cancer came back. She didn't go through chemo because of her age, so she was given medicine to slow it down. For a woman her age, I think my aunt was a very strong woman. She survived such a major surgery we were so worried she wouldn't make it at that time.
Last year she was hospitalized because her jaw was dislocated. Then last month she was admitted to the hospital again because she had difficulty breathing. I was already preparing myself for the worst as her condition was actually already getting worse. She ate very little and she was bedridden for almost 3 months. She was so skinny, only skin and bones literally, and she only weighed 20kg T_T The doctor said that her cancer had spread to her lungs (she also had a history of TB) and there was nothing much they could do about it. She was admitted on Saturday and she passed on Tuesday, January 18th.
That morning my cousin called me while crying. She couldn't decide whether to put an eating tube to my aunt because she really couldn't eat anything. I told myself "this might be the day" T_T I rushed to the hospital and my heart broke to pieces to see my aunt with the tube in her nose. I nearly cried because she was still quite chatty when I was accompanying her the day before. She wasn't able to speak anymore and she was still having difficulty breathing. My cousin couldn't stop crying. I called my sister and my uncle to come to the hospital right away because I was afraid that she wouldn't make it that day. She passed away at 18.45. All of us were there beside her. That was the second time I'd witnessed someone take their last breath. First was my father, then my aunt. What a coincidence that they were both born in August and passed in January.
Rest in peace, tante. Thank you for taking care of me and my sister and for being a mother to us.
On a different note, I went for a final check-up last week and my doctor finally said that I was free from TB. He didn't prescribe me my TB medicine in January. He said he wanted to know how I was doing without the meds. So after a month without taking my medicine, I went to see my doctor again and he said my lungs were perfectly fine and my X-ray looked good. He only gave me some vitamins. I don't need to go to the hospital anymore. Thank God!
Stay healthy, everyone :)
Anyway, this year started with heartbreak but followed with good news.
My aunt, who was like a mother to me, passed away last month, just 4 days before my father's 2nd death anniversary. She had been in and out of hospital for the past two years due to breast cancer. She was diagnosed with it about 4 or 5 years ago. At that time the doctor said that she was in stage 2 of breast cancer. She underwent a mastectomy and she was cancer-free. But then two years later, she developed another bump in her chest and her cancer came back. She didn't go through chemo because of her age, so she was given medicine to slow it down. For a woman her age, I think my aunt was a very strong woman. She survived such a major surgery we were so worried she wouldn't make it at that time.
Last year she was hospitalized because her jaw was dislocated. Then last month she was admitted to the hospital again because she had difficulty breathing. I was already preparing myself for the worst as her condition was actually already getting worse. She ate very little and she was bedridden for almost 3 months. She was so skinny, only skin and bones literally, and she only weighed 20kg T_T The doctor said that her cancer had spread to her lungs (she also had a history of TB) and there was nothing much they could do about it. She was admitted on Saturday and she passed on Tuesday, January 18th.
That morning my cousin called me while crying. She couldn't decide whether to put an eating tube to my aunt because she really couldn't eat anything. I told myself "this might be the day" T_T I rushed to the hospital and my heart broke to pieces to see my aunt with the tube in her nose. I nearly cried because she was still quite chatty when I was accompanying her the day before. She wasn't able to speak anymore and she was still having difficulty breathing. My cousin couldn't stop crying. I called my sister and my uncle to come to the hospital right away because I was afraid that she wouldn't make it that day. She passed away at 18.45. All of us were there beside her. That was the second time I'd witnessed someone take their last breath. First was my father, then my aunt. What a coincidence that they were both born in August and passed in January.
Rest in peace, tante. Thank you for taking care of me and my sister and for being a mother to us.
On a different note, I went for a final check-up last week and my doctor finally said that I was free from TB. He didn't prescribe me my TB medicine in January. He said he wanted to know how I was doing without the meds. So after a month without taking my medicine, I went to see my doctor again and he said my lungs were perfectly fine and my X-ray looked good. He only gave me some vitamins. I don't need to go to the hospital anymore. Thank God!
Stay healthy, everyone :)