Good and Bad

07-12-2010 Monday

I have a good news while Alex has a not-so-good news today, I don't know where to begin. Right now, I'm really wondering why can't all things go smoothly even for one freaking day, you know what I'm trying to say? One day is all I'm asking for. One day to savor a moment of bliss and not worry about anything. I thought this is the day. Yeah, I guess it is, until Alex came home, looking beat up and worried.

I'll start with what he has to share for this day. If I'm gonna end this post, I might as well try to end it with something good, even if my day is really not.

I was awoken by a tickling touch on my toe. I opened my eyes and saw Alex at the foot of the bed. I grabbed my cellphone to check the time. Would you believe that, I overslept again. The alarm is already working on my cellphone, but somehow, I missed it. I must be too tired and sleepy that it's getting hard to wake me up with a loud screaming alarm. I plan to wake up at 4:30 to prepare food so we could eat before he drive me to work. It is already 10 minutes before 5 on my cellphone. Crap.

He lie down beside me. I noticed he looked like he's deep in thought. I waited for him to speak up.

After a sigh, he told me, "I have a problem.."I listened as he told me how he scratched two cars today. He was trying to park a Fortuner when he accidentally hit the Revo parked in front of it. It's nothing serious, it's not even considered 'hit', it's more of a slight bump on two vehicles but there's a minor scratch on both cars. Now, that's the problem. You know how expensive a cars maintenance is that even a simple paint job could cost an arm and a leg.

He said the management will still talk about it if he needs to pay for the cost, or if he'll get terminated immediately or, if they'll wait for his contract to end and not consider him for regularization. The third option is already gonna happen, anyway. He said they'll never consider him for regularization because of this incident. But he's most concerned about getting terminated immediately. I asked him how will he know, he said if he's no longer given a schedule by next week, then that's it.

While he's telling me about it, he was burying his face in my neck in between every pause, and he kept on hugging me. He looked so ashamed, so defeated that I pity him. I'm not mad at all. I know he's trying his best at work, I know he's doing it for us. I can tell that he felt bad because he did a major screw up and I tried to make him feel better by showing him that I'm not mad.

"You'll find another job. I'll help you, ok?" I said as I hugged him tightly.

I tried to look positive in front of him but a lot of things are already running inside my head. It's hard to get a job. It's even harder if you didn't go to college. What if he lose this job and he doesn't get one soon enough? August is the big month for us. Big when it comes to finances. I will be on leave for probably 2 months, without pay. I wouldn't count on my SSS benefit because it's not that much. I hope that at least they keep him in the company till his contract is up (September).

Alright, let's move on to the next news. No need to spend a long post about a bad stuff.

I went back to Philippine Heart Center earlier to follow up on my 2D Echo result. Waiting for that damn paper result took almost an hour. I couldn't believe it. The result wouldn't be available till after 3 business days and when you come back for it, of course you're expecting it to be ready and all so you can just swing by to pick it up. Turns out, that's not the case here.

One woman, who also came back for the result kept on bugging the volunteer in the Release Window about her result and the volunteer patiently told her over and over to calmly sit down and wait. I overheard the volunteer has told her they're still looking for it. Still looking for it?! Are you kidding me?! It made me wonder if they're looking for the results manually, like with merely human strength and knowledge? Whatever happened to computers, you type the patient's name, the results show, you locate the file folder where it's kept then, voila!

Anyway, after I got my result, I went upstairs to see the good ol' doctor who knows how to strike up a conversation (*think of my post about my first encounter with him). When my name was called, I entered his dungeon and handed him the results.

It's clearly indicated in there that I still have a congenital heart disease. After all these years, that small hole inside my heart did not cure itself afterall as opposed to what my previous doctor has told me, even though I can say that it has become smaller. Also, before they told me it's not something that would need an operation.

He studied the result for a minute or two, with his eyebrows crossed. After reading everything, he put it down, adjusted his glasses and looked up at me, "Well, you were born with it."

"Yep. My previous doctor told me it will heal in time. That the small hole would close, no operations needed."

He cleared his throat. "Let's ask the Radiologist who did this test." he picked up the phone, dialled a number and I heard him talk jargons and jargons of medical terms so before my mind explode from trying to understand, I looked out the window behind him and entertained myself in watching different vehicles speed along the highway below.

"Alright" he said after he hung up the phone. "You should not disregard this matter. Eventually, you have to undergo surgery. For now, you're fine, it's not affecting your health and most importantly, it's not gonna affect your *----" (*privacy! :D )

My head snapped up, "It won't?"

He nodded, and for the first time, I noticed that his smile is genuine and sympathetic. He's a good doctor afterall.

I wanted to be sure. "So, uhmm.. Uhh.. I'm normal..for now?"

"Yes, you can do it like a normal woman could." he handed me back my 2D echo result. "Just don't forget that after that, a couple of months or so, we'll still consider a surgery." that ended our appointment.

I thanked him for his time, and went on my way. I can't wait to tell my gramma about it. At least that would lessen her worries about my health. At least there's this one thing that we can both smile about inspite of our distance.

Heck, I can't afford the surgery but I'll worry about that later. What matters is I know that I'm gonna live longer..for the time being.

Labels: 2D Echo, bad, lab test, news, Philippine Heart Center, pink crimson, surgery

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 3:14 AM