Last Saturday was like any other Saturday. Ethan and I were alone in the house with daughter #4. I was busy doing some freelance stuff so I was tucked somewhere in the basement while Ethan was tap-tapping his way through a computer game. Daughter #4 was busy doing her presentation thingy for her work. A call came from daughter #1.
"Mom, dad is on his way home now. He called a while back.Please take him to ER as he might be having a heart attack." D1, said calmly, like the doctor that she is.
I wasn't able to say much as I hurriedly put down the phone, got dressed while telling D4 what was happening; calling my SIL to tell her to come and get Ethan: and explaining to Ethan why D4 and I were taking dad (his grandpa, actually) to the hospital.
D4 and I waited for my hubby to arrive. He was doubled over because of the pain. I seriously doubted if it was a heart attack, but as I'm not a doctor, I can't really tell. D4 and I hurriedly got in the car after securing hubby at the back. It was not a question of who will drive between D4 and I as it was a question of who will sit beside hubby at the back. I drove.
After maneuvering like a maniac in the heavy Saturday afternoon traffic, we finally made it to the ER of the hospital where D1 works. She was not there as she was on her way home when her dad called. She said she was coming in a bit for she had to pick up D2 and D3. My son was on his way too from school.
I know the ER doctor. His initial diagnosis was acute appendicitis. My hubby's personal cardiologist came too as D1 already called him. After the initial ECG and blood chem and x-ray, the diagnosis was kidney stones - which could be a problem since if an emergency surgery was needed, hubby would need a lot of standby blood for transfusion as he is taking blood thinners because of his heart ailment.
Fast forward. Hubby was confined for a day just to make sure that he did not suffer a heart attack. The excruciating pain he felt was that of kidney stone passing in his urethra. Some medications were given to him and he has to come back for an ultrasound to see if there were any small stones left.
As I waited for my family at the hospital lobby (so we could go home), my mother called me on my mobile phone. After a few seconds of "hi-how's-your-husband-he's-fine-we're-going-home", mother said that my ninang Myrla (older cousin who was with me in HK) was flying to NY the following day. My cousin is in remission and I suddenly felt scared that she was to fly to NY because of her ailment. Mother said my cousin is fine but that ninang's brother is not. A slight pause.
"He died a few hours ago" mama calmly said.
I was speechless. Kuya Thaniel and I were just emailing each other a few weeks ago, brainstorming on some whacky Christmas presentations we'll put up when he comes home in December. He died of lung embolism that affected his heart. He was rushed to the hospital by paramedics but sadly, he was DOA. The ER doctors asked his wife if she still wants them to go on reviving him. Kuya Thaniel was already brain dead. My cousin's wife said no as she said that was Kuya Thaniel's wish.
It's has been a rough week for us.
Three words I learned about life... It Goes On...
"Mom, dad is on his way home now. He called a while back.Please take him to ER as he might be having a heart attack." D1, said calmly, like the doctor that she is.
I wasn't able to say much as I hurriedly put down the phone, got dressed while telling D4 what was happening; calling my SIL to tell her to come and get Ethan: and explaining to Ethan why D4 and I were taking dad (his grandpa, actually) to the hospital.
D4 and I waited for my hubby to arrive. He was doubled over because of the pain. I seriously doubted if it was a heart attack, but as I'm not a doctor, I can't really tell. D4 and I hurriedly got in the car after securing hubby at the back. It was not a question of who will drive between D4 and I as it was a question of who will sit beside hubby at the back. I drove.
After maneuvering like a maniac in the heavy Saturday afternoon traffic, we finally made it to the ER of the hospital where D1 works. She was not there as she was on her way home when her dad called. She said she was coming in a bit for she had to pick up D2 and D3. My son was on his way too from school.
I know the ER doctor. His initial diagnosis was acute appendicitis. My hubby's personal cardiologist came too as D1 already called him. After the initial ECG and blood chem and x-ray, the diagnosis was kidney stones - which could be a problem since if an emergency surgery was needed, hubby would need a lot of standby blood for transfusion as he is taking blood thinners because of his heart ailment.
Fast forward. Hubby was confined for a day just to make sure that he did not suffer a heart attack. The excruciating pain he felt was that of kidney stone passing in his urethra. Some medications were given to him and he has to come back for an ultrasound to see if there were any small stones left.
As I waited for my family at the hospital lobby (so we could go home), my mother called me on my mobile phone. After a few seconds of "hi-how's-your-husband-he's-fine-we're-going-home", mother said that my ninang Myrla (older cousin who was with me in HK) was flying to NY the following day. My cousin is in remission and I suddenly felt scared that she was to fly to NY because of her ailment. Mother said my cousin is fine but that ninang's brother is not. A slight pause.
"He died a few hours ago" mama calmly said.
I was speechless. Kuya Thaniel and I were just emailing each other a few weeks ago, brainstorming on some whacky Christmas presentations we'll put up when he comes home in December. He died of lung embolism that affected his heart. He was rushed to the hospital by paramedics but sadly, he was DOA. The ER doctors asked his wife if she still wants them to go on reviving him. Kuya Thaniel was already brain dead. My cousin's wife said no as she said that was Kuya Thaniel's wish.
It's has been a rough week for us.
Three words I learned about life... It Goes On...
What a week you're having. I can only sigh while reading this.
ReplyDeleteI'll be keeping you and your family in my thoughts and prayers.
Take it easy...
Huling
parang napagod ako after reading your post. at nalungkot. condolence po!
ReplyDeleteGod Bless!
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