The Journey. It’s Mine.

Halos maloka ako na tatlumpo’t-isang oras walang kuryente. Ngayon humahagalpak naman ako sa kakatawa. Dun ba naman sa isa kong sinulatan tungkol sa kalusugan eh merong nagtanong: ano daw ba ang mga sintomas ng kanyang hinihinalang sakit dahil nahihirapan daw siyang umihi?!

Duh?! (Haller?! — sabi nga ni Reynz) Eh nakapaglagay ka nga ng katanungan sa ilalim ng artikulong iyon, eh di siguro naman eh may kakayahan kang hanapin sa ‘mundong abot ng dulo ng mga daliri mo’ ang mga sintomas ng sakit na yan. O kaya naman eh i-text ang iyong manggagamot, di baga?!

SUSME. Gusto ko na talagang sagutin ng: kuyang…maglaga ka ng dahon ng bayabas at gawin mong tsa-a ang katas. Palagay ko makaka-ihi ka na nyan! BWAHAHAHAHA.

Naloka na yata ako dahil kay pareng frank. Pero nasa wisyo pa naman siguro ako dahil alam ko pa rin na walang sintido kumon ang taong nagsulat nyan. Hayyyy….dapat binabaril na lang ang mga ganyan! HA HA HA HA. Patawarin ako ng diyos. Sino ang hindi mababaliw sa mga ganyan?! Buti na lang matagal na akong baliw. He he he.

I used to believe so!

But I grew up accepting the fact that there are just things in the world, in this life, that are out my hands. Who’s got everything in their hands anyway?

Fate? Destiny? God? Whatever you call it, there are just some things that we have no control of.

Also, I used to have a drug treatment against anything — against common maladies at least. Like colds, coughs, headaches, body pains, menstrual cramps, etc. I’ve always said: “that’s why medicines were invented/discovered”!

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I am not a sickly person, even in my college days. In fact, I have just been confined in the hospital 3 times my whole life:

• In college, I was confined in the infirmary once when after a lambanog drinking spree in a creek in Sta. Monica, San Pablo City behind one brod’s house…I was burning in fever. My friend G panicked and sent me to the infirmary. I guess she felt guilty because she’s the one who woke me up in my dorm bunk one Saturday morning to tell me the guys were waiting outside in a car. So I took a quick shower, got ready and all, and off we went. Because of that, I stayed two nights in the infirmary due to tonsilo-pharyngitis.
• The second time of hospital confinement was when Raine was born in 2002. This was the first time IV was hooked on me (and I guess catheter too, yikes!) and Raine was delivered by C-section.
• Third time was due again to tonsilo-pharyngitis (again!) when Raine was 6 months old. I was alone in LB because then, Raine was here in bicol with my parents.

So, there was never anything in my medicine cabinet. Heck, I never even had a medicine cabinet. But let me just use the word - medicine cabinet - as a symbol, okey? It could be your fridge or something, where you keep all of the medicines anyway.

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