Another Relapse

September 21, 2009. Another day I'd rather forget but can not.

Mama went to her doctor for her regular check-up. My sister accompanied her. They usually took only an hour for the examination, but that day, they came home late. I was hoping they were just eating out, or going shopping, since Mama only seldom goes out.
When they came home, I met my sister who, without any preamble, told me the bad news: at least three small lumps were felt on the upper part of her left chest--near the area where her lump was last removed.

She was advised by her doctor to have another surgery or cobalt therapy. Mama wouldn't have either. I understood. But it got me scared, too. Of course, that was my reaction when I got the news of her lumps on her chest those first two times. I could not imagine how Mama was feeling. She is, after all, the very victim here.

We looked for other means. We considered alternative medicines. We are willing to try anything no matter what the cost. This is another big problem. We are looking at costly alternatives. Any way we looked, we saw peso in bold signs.

Anyway, my sister attended this seminar on a US-made product, which was also recommended to my mother by her doctor. And because it is made abroad, it is very costly.
We are willing to try anything, so does my mother. We do not know where we would get the budget in the future, but we are placing it in God's hands. Fatalistic? Not so much. After all, I still believe in the promise, "Do your best, for God will do the rest."
So, here we are, trying to DO our BEST, knowing the HE will DO the REST.