Archive for February 13th, 2009

True Intimacy

Since its Valentines Day tomorrow, let me share this story about a couple who even in the most downfall times they still have each other arms. No one might understands the feeling of connections when one is in a definite pain, no one might understands that the other behalf was also feeling the pain and the anxiousness that the other behalf felt, if you haven’t been in love with someone whom you consider your life. Then the story would explain how true-love affects in each one of us when the one whom you consider your life, is dented in agony.

After two twelve-hour surgeries in seven days to rebuild my degenerating spine, all I remember is pain. The maximum pain medications barely dented my agony and, in my daze, I thought surely the entire ordeal would kill me.

The day came when I had no words, no identity, no reason left, so I screamed. I remember none of it, but I am sure it was one of those times when I fought everything I could fight, and screaming rolled out like a war cry. And I thrashed, threatening to pull tubes and needles out of arms, neck and legs.

My husband, because he loved me and suffered with me, held my hand, paced, felt powerless and pled with GOD to remove my agony and give it to him. The nurse, starched and efficient, bent over me and said to take some deep breaths and stop fighting. As she explained crisply, “You will hurt yourself and undo the surgery done to help you. So Stop, or we’ll have to stop you.”

It was like speaking to me in another language that I neither understood nor cared to learn. Somewhere inside the fire raging in my body, her words only made me fight harder.

Finally, to my husband, she said, “Listen, I know this must be very hard on you. Why don’t you run on back to the hotel and rest a bit? We’ll take care of our wife. Don’t you worry.”

“But what will you do? Surely no more drugs,” he said wearily.

“You just run along. We’ll tie her to the bed, and when she finds she can’t move, she’ll stop all this.”

He stood by my bedside listening to these words. He looked at me– his wife, his friend, his lover– and with tears streaming, he said to the nurse, “Oh, no, you will never tie down my Jean. I will lay my body on top of hers and she will recognize me and she will rest.”

The nurse, her mouth agape and her eyes wide, was horrified. When she found her voice, she stammered, “What are you saying?” You absolutely cannot even lie in her bed, much less lie on top of her! Why, you’ll pull the rest of the tubes out, and besides, the whole thing is against hospital rules.” She shook, she was so shocked, as she added, “You cannot do any such thing!”

My husband, this man who understood intimacy and love, stood, all six feet, three inches of him, looked that nurse straight in the eye and said, almost in a whisper, “Oh, no, not to my Jean. I can do this and I will do this.” And he did do this and I, recognizing him, found peace in the recognition. I let go. I slept. Such power there is in love.

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Worries No More

I was so worried this past few days, when Terry told me he would be having this certain check up whom all should acquire for when they reach a certain age. I got more worried when he said he should not eat for about 26 or more hours.

It was I guess 24 hours that he hasn’t eaten anything and yet he was still working because his appointment would be tomorrow morning, he just drank a lot of water to fill his stomach. He cannot even get enough sleep the night before his doctor appointment for the call of nature.

I’d been telling him to take good care and that he should not drive when he doesn’t have enough strength, good thing that Mike, his workmate had fetch him up at home and send him to the medical building and vice versa.

The check up went smoothly and the doctor did not found anything from his system. He also message me right away when he arrives at home that everything just fine. I was not able to read his message because it was four a.m. in the morning yet, I just woke up when Faith bang the cellphone on my forehead [LOL] maybe she was trying to say “Hey Mom, you got a text from Dad” [Hehehe]

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