My husband, before his time, before the statistics indicate such things happen -- had a medical emergency in 2008.
He is back to normal, good as new as they say... coz God guided me to go back home when I still had a lot of meetings lined up, and to act quickly to bring him to the emergency room. It was God's will that the best doctor in the ER was just a few meters from me when I screamed -- thereafter, his life and mental condition hinged on the split-second action of the great ER team of Cardinal.
I took charge, and he survived.
With my brother.. hands off ako.
My mom controlled him, his kabit and family of illegitimate children. His cancer treatment was not aggressively addressed from the start.
I failed him by respecting his privacy?
My guilt is there because I know had I spoken up or taken an active interest in his condition years ago... he may still be alive today.
My father, I saw him when he was in pain, waiting for the ambulance to rush him to the hospital.
I did not step in to take charge.
His medical care has been under the control of a sister and my mother alll these years.
I just found it too taxing to add on that burden of directing it all, over my normal load and concerns. Kayo ang may time, pwes kayo run his medical schedule.
I took the backseat coz my mom is very opinionated, very demanding and my dad is very uncooperative. I just did not want more drama in my life, on my schedule.
But I know, my dad was waiting for me to take charge ... as usual, as with most things that need hard decisions.
My guilt lies therein.
I did not take charge, up to the last night he was alive...
I let my mom run the show, depending on her great love for him to guide her... but then, the sad truth is that... love will not replace good judgment, clear thinking.
I should have stepped in and corrected the maling diskarte of sending him off to St Luke's.
What am I trying to say with all these cuentos that may bore some to tears?
Speak up when you have doubts about the diskarte or direction of a loved one's medical care.
Muster enough energy and tenacity to overrule, to argue, to fight it out ... basta convinced ka the loved one has a better chance with what you judge to be a better approach, a better treatment, or is the TIMELY intervention.
Importante, that a person's life is put into the hands of someone who does not get rattled, easily convinced, can think through emergencies -- when one's life is in the balance.
i feel I failed my father by not taking charge of his last weeks... pinabayaan ko as usual my mom to run his life.
Coz for some years, I have tired of my strong-willed, tactless, exploitative mom's ways.
He was asking for my help/intervention when he cried while hugging me at my brother's wake -- he never cries... but I was just too busy with my own family schedule and concerns.
So there, I took it for granted we all had years together ahead of us, that my mother was still sharp enough to oversee him.
So there... always be on your toes, always have a sharp mind. Do not flinch from making hard decisions, do not step away from what is unsettling, unpleasant, and potentially confrontational. A loved one's life and well being is at stake. That is the important issue, that is all there is.
GWACIE, I hope you gain something useful from everything we share with you.
Take care of yourself. God bless.