John's story Part 2.
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Today is Part 2 of John's story.
.... While trying to deal with the heartache of mum's persistent illness, dad was diagnosed with kidney problem which needed a transplant as soon as possible. As you can imagine, my paternal and maternal family were thrown into a state of confusion and it was hard to understand why everything was happening all at once. We had both parents hospitalised at the same time. My aunt volunteered to donate one of her kidneys to save the life of her only brother, a sacrifice that can never be forgotten.
As dad was planning for his trip to India for his transplant which was scheduled for July 7, mum's case was deteriorating. She had developed bed sores and her kidneys couldn't filter excess water from her body. By the end of the first week of July, she went into a state of mental shock and was screaming every night saying she couldn't take the pain anymore which was understandable considering the fact that she suffered diabetes, foot ulcer on both feet, bed sores and kidney failure. With all this, she tried really hard to hang on for her loved ones. Unfortunately, on July 6 2012, she passed from multiple organ failure at about 5:55pm.
It was a very dark day in our lives we had lost a daughter, mother, sister and friend. It felt like the earth stood still. There were tears everywhere but we still had a problem; dad was supposed to leave for India the following day and as you can imagine, he didn't want to go. He was totally confused and skeptical about leaving his now motherless children but after much persuasion from family and friends, he agreed to go.
Two months passed and dad had still not returned from India and we all feared the worst while mum lay still in the mortuary. At this point there was chaos between our maternal and paternal family as they pointed fingers, accusing each other of mum's death. Myself and Jessica were also accused of not taking proper care of Mum however, peace was restored when dad returned from India after a successful surgery. Everyone was excited and mum was laid to rest.
All was well and we relocated to a new place because the thought of mum didn't allow dad sleep peacefully and there were nights where we had to keep him company. Another terrible thing happened. When dad went to the hospital to do the check-up where he was diagnosed with kidney failure earlier, a nurse carelessly burnt his right feet in the process of trying to massage it. This resulted to an injury and eventually foot ulcer... again. The situation was painful, hopeless, annoying and truamatising all at once. In November, dad was flown back to India and due to the fact that he had a new kidney, the healing process was so slow. In the end, dad's right leg was amputated.
Myself and my siblings spent Christmas and New Year for the first time without our parents, but with a lot of prayer and faith. Dad returned in January and once again, we were all happy to be back to normal.
On the 23rd of February, dad complained of a serious chest and back pain and inability to breathe well. He was rushed to a hospital and was placed on temporal oxygen while tests and x-rays were carried out to determine the cause of his illness. On the 26th of February 2013, at about 11:55am, he died of pneumonia.
Thankfully, this incidence put an end to one year of physical and mental torture. Words cannot really describe what has happened to my family, some have called the attacks spiritual and some have said because they loved each other so much, they couldn't live without each other but if you ask me I would say... we were born with nothing, we die with nothing and we have lost nothing... so enjoy the journey called life.
That is not the end of my story... All the children are doing fine and well.
Yours Sincerely,
John.
Someone once said... if we could all lay out our problems in a pile alongside others, we'll gladly take ours back. I'll leave you with a quote from my mum "Once you have good health, everything else in life is secondary". Are you still wondering what you should be thankful for?
See you soon and have a fab week ahead.
Love,
Pee.
.... While trying to deal with the heartache of mum's persistent illness, dad was diagnosed with kidney problem which needed a transplant as soon as possible. As you can imagine, my paternal and maternal family were thrown into a state of confusion and it was hard to understand why everything was happening all at once. We had both parents hospitalised at the same time. My aunt volunteered to donate one of her kidneys to save the life of her only brother, a sacrifice that can never be forgotten.
As dad was planning for his trip to India for his transplant which was scheduled for July 7, mum's case was deteriorating. She had developed bed sores and her kidneys couldn't filter excess water from her body. By the end of the first week of July, she went into a state of mental shock and was screaming every night saying she couldn't take the pain anymore which was understandable considering the fact that she suffered diabetes, foot ulcer on both feet, bed sores and kidney failure. With all this, she tried really hard to hang on for her loved ones. Unfortunately, on July 6 2012, she passed from multiple organ failure at about 5:55pm.
It was a very dark day in our lives we had lost a daughter, mother, sister and friend. It felt like the earth stood still. There were tears everywhere but we still had a problem; dad was supposed to leave for India the following day and as you can imagine, he didn't want to go. He was totally confused and skeptical about leaving his now motherless children but after much persuasion from family and friends, he agreed to go.
Two months passed and dad had still not returned from India and we all feared the worst while mum lay still in the mortuary. At this point there was chaos between our maternal and paternal family as they pointed fingers, accusing each other of mum's death. Myself and Jessica were also accused of not taking proper care of Mum however, peace was restored when dad returned from India after a successful surgery. Everyone was excited and mum was laid to rest.
All was well and we relocated to a new place because the thought of mum didn't allow dad sleep peacefully and there were nights where we had to keep him company. Another terrible thing happened. When dad went to the hospital to do the check-up where he was diagnosed with kidney failure earlier, a nurse carelessly burnt his right feet in the process of trying to massage it. This resulted to an injury and eventually foot ulcer... again. The situation was painful, hopeless, annoying and truamatising all at once. In November, dad was flown back to India and due to the fact that he had a new kidney, the healing process was so slow. In the end, dad's right leg was amputated.
Myself and my siblings spent Christmas and New Year for the first time without our parents, but with a lot of prayer and faith. Dad returned in January and once again, we were all happy to be back to normal.
On the 23rd of February, dad complained of a serious chest and back pain and inability to breathe well. He was rushed to a hospital and was placed on temporal oxygen while tests and x-rays were carried out to determine the cause of his illness. On the 26th of February 2013, at about 11:55am, he died of pneumonia.
Thankfully, this incidence put an end to one year of physical and mental torture. Words cannot really describe what has happened to my family, some have called the attacks spiritual and some have said because they loved each other so much, they couldn't live without each other but if you ask me I would say... we were born with nothing, we die with nothing and we have lost nothing... so enjoy the journey called life.
That is not the end of my story... All the children are doing fine and well.
Yours Sincerely,
John.
Someone once said... if we could all lay out our problems in a pile alongside others, we'll gladly take ours back. I'll leave you with a quote from my mum "Once you have good health, everything else in life is secondary". Are you still wondering what you should be thankful for?
See you soon and have a fab week ahead.
Love,
Pee.
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