This day was unexpected. Everything ran smoothly except after I went from the hospital to have my medical examination. I haven't think of anything that will make me move differently... I was shocked when I got the results of my medical examination for my praticum. It showed that "there is a minimal infiltrate in the upper lobe of the lung. Considers bacterial infection as PTB." What??? Oh, no! This can't be. But still I stayed calm because I was with my classmates. But at the back of my mind, I asked myself, can I have my practicum given with this condition? Can I graduate or do I need to stop from studying while I am under medication?
It hurt me deeply. I waited for almost six years just to continue my studies. (To tell you, I am already 26 years old and yet I haven't finish my bachelor degree.) But before you could tell that I'm probably a delinquent student, just let me tell you this, I could say that I am not delinquent nor achiever. I am just an average one...
40% of the Filipino families are below poverty line and my family is part of the Statistics. Even I did everything to be on-time, still I was no choice but to stop when I just needed for another year to complete my course. I had to work. Unfortunately, the most jobs that I do not want are the jobs that I had. I became a sales agent of encyclopedia - walking, knocking and selling. After three years, I went to Saudi Arabia as a domestic helper- cleaning, cooking and baby-sitting. When I went back home, I became a production operator for six months. Those are the things I did to help my family financially. Though it's not enough...
Still, I had the opportunity to come back again to study. I studied hard. I completed the first semester. Currently, I'm on my last semester in college. I just need another three months. I can almost feel the smell of the grass where graduation march will be held.... then suddenly, I had this chest x-ray result.
It seems that my heart stopped pumping for a minute. I looked at the ceiling... "God, is it real?" I saw my classmates, happy with their results.I pretended I was okay even I can feel that tears may fall from my eyes. We talked as if nothing happens. We parted our ways.
As I was walking, I was still shocked and did not know what to do. I want to tell my parents about the results but I opted not for they will be upset. I looked at the sky... "Lord, what will happen to me?". Suddenly, I can feel tears falling from my eyes. I rushed to the door so that no one could notice that I was crying. When I entered my room, I burst into tears. After some minutes of crying, I found myself writing this blog.
I can see God is working with me. He gives me another blessing that will make me a stronger person. I should not worry for God has a greater plan for me. Still I should be thankful, it's still curable.
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