Day 15 Chemo 2. Thu. 08/24/2017 "Believing the Providence of God", I can afford it!!!

Day 15 Chemo 2. Thu. 08/24/2017 4:45PM

ISAIAH 49:15

"Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you."

The day I stood still even though
my crowning glory
surrendered to Chemotherapy

In the darkest moments of my life when trials were just too heavy to bear the only recourse I had was clinging unto my faith that despite feeling so alone in bearing the difficulties at least I knew the Lord will always be there, bringing joy instead of sadness, bringing me peace instead of worries. And yes, indeed He had me felt even more His presence with all the people remembering me and wholeheartedly sharing me in whatever way they can to help me cope up my expensive healing journey as well as the needs of the family.

Kate Alexis Borja Frias

The Lord had never left me alone. And this is what I forgot to mention in my yesterday’s journal that He had sent me again another manna from heaven. My niece “Kate Borja Frias” texted me that her mom “Elaine Acosta Borja” sent money through my BPI account. What a blessing indeed. Here’s an account of another patient's family of mine who had been so generous to me in return. I actually delivered Kate’s first born on March 2017 through caesarian which was also the day my husband and I got estranged with each other.

And so enough with the flashback, here’s the story of the day. Today, we just had 5 patients in my clinic. Maybe because, it rained the whole day  and patients were not in the mood to go out and go to the clinic for consultation or ultrasound or shall we say the Lord probably just decided to have me rest and recuperate my ailing  voice as well.

When I got home, I was greeted with the mess in the house that caught my attention right away. Things were all over the living room, dining area and kitchen. As I really could not bear the sight of having chaos all over the place, much more so that we are expecting visitors from the Timol and Dandan families in the evening, I geared myself into action, putting my things down and started tidying up.

A few minutes later while I was busy organizing things in the house, my mom arrived from her therapy session intended to regain her muscular movement from left motor paralysis. She didn’t look quite energetic as she must have drained herself from all the exertion in the therapy. Every after therapy she always gets so tired. Thus, I told her to relax and have a good rest. It was so fascinating to have her go right away in her room knowing that she will be comfortable in a tidy and air-conditioned room. Before she got discharged from the hospital, that was what preoccupied me, cleaning up her room and furnishing it with air-condition that would help my mom and papa to sleep comfortably.

Thank you Lord for all the blessings you afforded on us. Despite all the financial challenges, we were able get all these things done, putting up the air-conditioning for the room of mommy and papa and the installation of few room improvements. At least the elders were resting comfortably everyday.

Sonia Ricotti

And thank you once more Lord for your guidance, that even with the debacle in finances it never hindered me to believe in your providence as I always insisted that we can afford what we need. Just as Sonia Ricotti pointed out in her “Unsinkable Bounce Back System”  that all I have to say: “I can afford it!!!” And the magic kept on coming.

Karen with
Andrey Timol and
Keshia Benjiemin Dandan

And finally the visitors did arrive. I was so excited to see my niece, nephews and grandchildren whom I personally delivered. It’s been a while that, they had not visited us, thus we were all overjoyed seeing each other. Their visit was of course a consolation as they were eager to know more about  my breast cancer or shall we say in the new scientific parlance my Vitamin B17 deficiency and see my mom who they learned had the recent stroke that caused her left side to have a motor paralysis.

And we had a joyful  night and a wonderful get together. Thank you very much Lord for the joy of friendship and families.

Right before retiring I sent a photo to my guardian. This photo was about Zac and I.

Zac and the
Monk looking Karen

Bhudda with children

As I had lost already my crowning glory, he jokingly mentioned to have a pose with Zac, my little one that would somehow cast a semblance of the usual figurine Buddha with children. And so I asked Ate Sinead to take a photo. Here's the photo of Zac and the monk looking Karen, hi...hi...hi.

Thank you once more Lord for the delight and pride of the little one you brought into my life, my little Zac, who has been always the focal point of our unconditional love in the family, and who I look forward, to grow up as a man of character, living the values I shared and cared about. This had been outlined in the song that my guardian had written for me during my 48th birthday.