“Thanks God,
I’m alive!” That’s usually the word a person could stay after passing through a
very difficult situation in life-especially a situation concerning life and
death.
It’s almost
five in the afternoon, when my dextrose is about to get off of my hand. I was
confined for five days because of a serious illness. Five days of fighting
against Dengue. Five days of staying in a room for sick people. I, being a
strong person, seem so weak that time.

Three days before my confinement, I got fever. I’m chilling, so weak yet fighting. I thought it was just a usual/normal fever. Even though my body condition is not really good, I managed to go to Laguna to stay with my mother, for her to take care of me. But my condition is getting worst. I don’t eat. My stomach seems don’t want to accept food. It’s aching. I try to sleep to forget the pain but I can’t. it was terribly painful.

From
150-350 normal platelets counts, mine is only 76 in the morning. It downed to
25-24 by afternoon. My doctor advised me to undergo blood transfusion because
my platelet goes down very fast. I am a JW and blood transfusion is strongly
prohibited (Acts 15:28, 29:
“The holy spirit and we ourselves [the governing body of the Christian
congregation] have favored adding no further burden to you, except these
necessary things, to keep abstaining from things sacrificed to idols and from
blood and from things strangled [or, killed without draining their blood] and
from fornication. If you carefully keep yourselves from these things, you will
prosper. Good health to you!” “Gen. 9:3, 4: “Every moving animal that is
alive may serve as food for you. As in the case of green vegetation, I do give
it all to you. Only flesh with its soul—its blood—you must not eat.”)
Little by little, my platelet is getting back to normal. No need
for blood transfusion!!! It was indeed a miracle and a blessing. I"ve FOUGHT and I WON!
Finally, I was discharged from the hospital. My wheelchair is
ready to bring me to the hospital exit. I’m excited to go home, to play with my
Nephew again; to see my laptop and do the usual things-WORK. J