Day 1 Chemo 2. Thu. 08/10/2017 9:19PM
Thank God today I still felt good, 'coz the last time I had my first chemo, on the 1st post chemo day I started to have severe gastritis. But this 1st day post chemo on my 2nd cycle is a lot better. I was able to sleep after breakfast. Had a good lunch and again another sleep in the afternoon. By dinner time I was still sleepy thus, I had supper a little later.
Had a short conversation with my Guardian Angel, "Noel Jerome Noel" after I had my dinner. I told him about the bad fight between my dad and my brother Alson early this morning of which my 2 nieces (Ate Sinead and Steffi) served as referees to the qualms of their Grandpa and Papa. This time around I let them mediate and not myself since they were both adults already to wake up the senses of the two fighting men in the household.
I just prayed inside my bedroom that my brother and father would calm down. I called my sister Rabbi too, to talk to them about their misunderstanding about the issue of repair in the house. Dad being so foul mouthed in despising the work of the electrician who was hired by my brother to troubleshoot and repair the faulty shorted master switches in the house triggered the impatience of my brother. My brother on the other hand who was embarrassed by the situation had to altercate with him. The the clash of the titans went on.
Problems or issue are just pouring in. After arriving home from my 2nd chemo my mother had been ill too and admitted to PSH due to a mild stroke. The electrician who did the troubleshooting of the faulty wireline in the household needed major repair of our electrical lines. Thus, expenses are really piling up. I just offered everything to God that this too will pass. I always believe that God always provide, and all I've got to do is to have no fear and believe that after a storm there is calmness.
I will just continue to pray and pray. Even if I have this vitamin B17 deficiency I still felt pretty good about myself. I have always been in good health and still able to serve my patients, my family, my friends or whoever I could extend my goodness even to the electricians, carpenters, garbage collectors, guards or my co-cancer patients.
In the words of Jerome: “What a loving heart indeed. Kar, I could see so much brilliance in your heart. You are such a beautiful lamp. A precious diamond fashioned and purified in the furnace of heartaches and sorrows that in God's ultimate design may shine forth its luminance to others. I am so enamoured by your goodness.”
Fight, Fight, Fight!!!
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