I am 38 years old at the time when shit happened in my life ( not that this is the first time shiteous things happen to ehem ... good people ), my husband of 15 years suffered a massive stroke. We have two kids by the way.
Going back, to the day of a stroke... it was 6 days after we arrived from our vacation I got a call from my eldest Brother in-law that my husband had a stroke. I knew it was bad ... I just sensed it. I haven't had my bath yet - I was resting after cooking lunch, kids are downstairs at my In-Laws. I panicked, my BIL told me to get ready to leave for Davao City. Immediately, I called my eldest 11 year old daughter to help me pack my things. I froze for a moment, head to the shower and while the warm water pours from my head down to my face I was crying ... endlessly. Having to think how to get from Quezon City to Davao City in a jiffy was a nightmare. I knew I had to get there. Still dripping wet and crying I put on my clothes and my daughter went asking " Why are you crying Mom ? I said. " It's about your Dad, something happened to him. " She replied tears flowing from her eyes " Mom, I know its bad right ? " I nod and replied. " Don't worry baby, things will be alright. " Your Dad will be fine. " In my mind, we are facing the uncertainty but I silently vowed to my daughter that I will do my very best to make things better. I hugged her goodbye and went down. While hurrying going to the car with my 2nd Brother in-Law I never got to say goodbye to my youngest. I couldn't take my kids with me, I just had to see their Dad.In the car, I called my best-friend to book a flight for BIL and me. I told her what happened. My mind was numb, aware that I will be facing a scenario that I am not ready to encounter. After a few minutes she called back and got us a flight. By 8PM we were in Davao.
During the span of waiting at the airport having to talk to my Husband's physician to approved to open his skull, in medical terms - craniotomy, thru phone and assuring her that I am on a flight to Davao City was an ordeal. You see, an operation cannot be done without an immediate family member's signature consent. Finally she agreed we were running out of time.
I was told there is a 75cc bleed on his brain, it is massive. Performing a craniotomy for a force evacuation of hematoma to the brain will not guarantee his survival or way of life. It was a gamble for his life and we did...
By 8:30PM my husband was taken to the OR, I barely missed him. He was already in a COMA.
to be continued...
