Long Delayed Update

Life really does surprise me most of the time.

Mama is doing great now. What happened to her truly was a miracle. Even her doctors acknowledged it. For one, her heart rate and blood pressure remained normal throughout the operation. Next her neurologist told he she'll be able to walk a week after the surgery. She managed to walk unassisted three days after her operation and she was able to eat by herself on the fourth day. Her neurosurgeon said mama is by far the strongest-willed patient he ever operated on. She only spent about a week in the hospital. After she was discharged we had to go for check-ups twice a week. She had 4 doctors - a neurosurgeon, neurologist, EENT (internist - is that right?) and a cardiologist. She was supposed to have a 3-month therapy with the Internist to completely regain her balance. But in just a month she fully regained her coordination amidst the amazement of her doctor. She also has a therapy with her neurologist. It was supposed to last until march or so. But by the looks of it she'll probably graduate on February. Her neurosurgeon decided that she no longer need medication so she's drug free since last week. Heeheeheehee...

Last December the doctors recommended that mama go back to teaching so they can assess her thought and memory pattern. She passed with flying colors. As a matter of fact her doctors pronounced that she has fully regained her physical and mental capacity.

Through this trial the Lord has shown us so many miracles. Even mama told me some days ago that she feels na sobrang spoiled nya kay Lord despite the fact that the accident happened. Ok this sounds a bit cliche but it's is true - our family have grown closer because of this; We feel God's love now more than ever; and because of this it became clearer who are friends are, who really cares for us and who are genuine.

Thanks again to all of you for your prayers and support.

I'd like to share to you a verse that greatly spoke to my mother. :)

"In the prime of my life
must I go through the gates of death
and be robbed of the rest of my years?"
I said, "I will not again see the LORD,
the LORD, in the land of the living;
no longer will I look on mankind,
or be with those who now dwell in this world.
Like a shepherd's tent my house
has been pulled down and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled up my life,
and he has cut me off from the loom;
day and night you made an end of me.
I waited patiently till dawn,
but like a lion he broke all my bones;
day and night you made an end of me.
I cried like a swift or thrush,
I moaned like a mourning dove. My eyes
grew weak as I looked to the heavens.
I am troubled; O Lord, come to my aid!"
But what can I say?
He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.
I will walk humbly all my years
because of this anguish of my soul.
Lord, by such things men live;
and my spirit finds life in them too.
You restored me to health
and let me live.
Surely it was for my benefit
that I suffered such anguish.
In your love you kept me
from the pit of destruction;
you have put all my sins
behind your back.
For the grave cannot praise you,
death cannot sing your praise;
those who go down to the pit
cannot hope for your faithfulness.
The living, the living—they praise you,
as I am doing today;
fathers tell their children
about your faithfulness.
The LORD will save me,
and we will sing with stringed instruments
all the days of our lives
in the temple of the LORD.
—- Isaiah 38:10-20