This story isn't about me, its about my mommy.
Growing up with her was very good, not until my 8th birthday.
Three days after my very happy birthday, my mommy (Luzviminda M. Yabut), felt a stomach ache. According to her, it was the most painful one. As a kid, I just played not knowing her life was at stake, having the innocence that maybe it was just indigestion. But I was wrong. Extremely terribly, horribly, terrifyingly wrong! I run to my aunt to help me carry her to the hospital. By 7pm, we were there. We were crying and weeping. I told my mother to fight, and she told my aunt “Ate, hindi pa kuamakain si Jao. pakainin nyo muna”. Being the best mother, she is not considering her agony. She still thought of my health. The doctor first diagnosed her with leukemia (stage 1). I told my self “sana hindi yun pinarinig ng doctor”. They almost proclaimed her death for she was not responding. Again, I run to her and cried out loud “Mommy! Wag mo akong iwan hindi ko kaya mag-isa laban ka naman, promise aalagan kita, laban ka! Wag mo akong iwan”. Weirdly after I said those words, the doctor felt something - a little shake of her bed at the emergency room. She was now responding, and was brought to the icu. And do you know what they noticed? When they opened her eyes… plenty of tears came off.
At that time, she was proclaimed to have lupus. At first, mommy didn’t like it. She didn’t accept it either. As a teacher, she asked fiercly “Ano ba ang lupus? At ano ang pakialam ko kung sakit yan ni Marcos? Di naman ako mayaman at masama ha!” I was shocked to hear those words come out of her mouth. But on those five long weeks, she finally accepted it.
By this time, she is proudly back on the teaching career as the guidance counselor everybody loves, and I’m still with her giving pride and love.
about the author :
Author: Jao Luarden M. Yabut
Gender: Male, Age: 14
"I'm a student of Pitogo High School and member of the student council."