I could imagine the pain. Just last weekend, I went to a close friends house in Cavite for a kanduli (celebration). He invited us to come as he is preparing a simple celebration for his recent acceptance in a job and his wife turning 7-month pregnant this week. In that short stay I have been in their humble home, I also got the chance to meet not just the sweet wife of my friend but also another pregnant woman, a relative of my friends wife. She is already on her term (9month) and I could see through her smiles that she is pretty excited for the coming of her first baby. Finally, shes going to become a mother, build a new family with his beloved and equally loving husband. We went home congratulating them both on this wonderful blessing from Allah. It was indeed a short yet wonderful acquaintance. Later that same night, as I was already in my dormitory back in Manila, that same friend of mine called me. It was almost 12 midnight and I knew right then, this must be an emergency. Without much time to waste I asked him whats wrong. His wifes relative (the 9-month pregnant woman) just had a bloody-show, and there were plenty of mixed blood and watery secretions coming out. They were already in a lying in clinic and the health workers there told them that they can no longer hear the fetus heart beat. This is an indication of eminent fetal acidosis and if not addressed immediately may lead to the demise of the child. And my friend is asking for my help. He is asking for my advise if they should bring her to PGH. He told me there are hospitals nearby but they were all private institutions and the last one they inquired about requires them to pay at least P20,000 of the P50,000 fee before they will be admitted. They only have P3,000 that time. They are considering the decision of bringing her to a public hospital or PGH but our highest concern here is the distance and the time it would take for the mother to reach the ER. Imus, Cavite is a pretty far place, not mentioning the traffic that they have to go through to arrive in Manila. They finally agreed that this is inded an urgent matter, so they went to the private clinics. They told me that they will find ways. At least the money can easily be found, the lives of the mother and the child is more precious. They planned on giving all the remaining p3,000 they have and will promise the institution to pay the rest within that day. I assured my friend that in sha Allah everything will be alright, both of them will be ok. What else can I do but that? I was anxious as I pressed the end call button. My friend assured me that he update me of whatever will happen. He even apologized for disturbing me to which I insist that it was me who was not able to be of any significant help. In the end I was helpless because I know no one, I know almost nothing about these things. That night before I went to bed, I silently prayed for the safety of both the mother and the child. Come morning, there were still no text message from my friend. I did not dare to ask him for I was in fact afraid to hear of the worst. I went to my classes and almost forgot about the incident until later that day... I gathered all my strenght to ask my friend, how is everything, how did it go. And he immediately replied to me. The mother is now recuperating from the incident. But the child did not make it :( Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raajiun. (Indeed we came from Allah and to Him shall we all return to) It was such a sudden painful stab that I felt. I no longer know what to say to my friend but the statement of inna lillah. I could imagine the pain both the parents are having right now. The pain of waiting and expecting for nine long, months... and to this end? QadaraAllah. Indeed only Allah knows what may happen in our future. I could imagine the pain they are now having. But I know, the pain that I am feeling now could never be compared to the devastation they are going through. Ya Allah, make them both strong in faith and mind. Keep them under your guidance and protection. Allahumma ameen. If only we could see how blessed we are just by being alive the moment we were born... That child may not have seen the sunlight of this world... but I say he is far more blessed than us. For he is now in good hands with His creator. In sha Allah he/she will meet her parents in Jannah (Paradise) one day. Ameen. Please. Let us at least be thankful to Allah for the life He gave us. For every single second we are brething still. Be thankful to our parents esp our mothers who suffered much during labor. And for all the pain and sacrifices they went through for us. Laa ilaaha illa Allah. (There is no God worthy of worship but Allah) On a sidenote: this is yet another kwento ni Rosario situation. We were always taught in our lectures about the multi-factorial nature of health. That it is not always the disease or disorder we have to deal with, but the socio-economic problems as well, the cutural, political and even environmental causes in investigating the cause of demise of a patient. Was it the high prices of fees? Was it the long distance to travel to a cheaper and better hospital? Was it the delayed reaction? Allahu alam. Only Allah knows.
Posted on: Tue, 19 Aug 2014 10:23:59 +0000
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