'Hamog'
Rey Jorca Supranes

Kumakapit, nananalig;
Umaasa, naghihintay;
Sa mga palad na magbubukas
Para sumalo at damhin
Ang tunay na hangarin
Upang hindi tuluyang bumagsak
Sa walang katuturang wakas.

Sa mga talampakan
Mayr’ong panalangin
Sana’y kumawala kasabay
Sa pagbukas ng liwayway.
Sa bawat hakbang;
Sa bawat paglapat;
Ito’y bapor na sasalba
At magbibigay pag-asa.

Sa pagsikat ng araw
Unti-unting natunaw
Ang hindi nakasayaw.

Umaasang bukas
Ay papalarin
Para sila’y angatin.

'AUTUMN'
By: Rey Jorca Supranes

There's nothing we can do
You have to let me go;
No matter how we try
I still need to say goodbye.

I'm your ev'ry tear
Disengaging from you ev'ry September.
Ev'ry time I'm about to fall,
You feel vulnerable
To the light breeze
Letting me flutter with ease.

As I blanketed the ground
I feel like I'm a gerund;
I'm made from a verb
And now I'm a noun.
It bludgeoned to see
Your bloodless artery.

'TIME'
Rey Jorca Supranes

Time flies.
Time heals all wounds.
Time corrects.
Time is shared.
Time is stolen.
Time is borrowed.
Time is loaned.
Time is consumed.
Time is used.
Time can't be owned.
Time is tethered.
Time is restrained.
Time is trained.
Time is kept.
Time is spent.
Time is lost.
Time can be found.
Time can't turn back.
Time can't be pushed back.
Time does not yield.
Time does not wait.
Time is mechanical.
Time is tyrannical.
Time is stubborn.
Time scares.
Time is attainable.
Time is unattainable.
Time rushes.
Time chases.
Time is chased.
Time is restrained.
Time is carefree.
Time is free.
Time moves.
Time is standard.
Time is exact.
Time is definite.
Time is vague.
Time is ambiguous.
Time is limited.
Time is wasted.
Time counts.
Time is difficult.
Time is easy.
Time is unmindful.
Time satisfies.
Time is disconcerting.
Time guarantees.
Time does not guarantee.
Time is priceless.
Time is money.
Time is gold.
Time is important.
Time is valuable.
Time is wanted.
Time is managed.
Time is quality.
Time has quality.
Time has boundaries.
Time repeats itself.
Time is honoured.
Time is less.
Time is full.
Time is out.
Time is off.
Time lapsed.
Time is lined.
Time is put in a capsule.
Time warps.
Time is zoned.
Time is slotted.
Time lags.
Time is lagged.
Time is logged.
Time is framed.
Time is tested.
Time is tabled.
Time is being worn.
Time-worn.
Time is availability
Time is unavailability.
Time is about timing.
Time is killed.
Time kills.
Time is always awake.
Time is running.
Time strikes.
Time slips by.
Time goes by.
Time passes you by.
Time is a great teacher.
Time is timed.
Time is after time.
Time comes to life.

'BALAT'

Rey Jorca Supranes

Binabalot ng balat ang tao kaya malawak ang sinasakop nito sa ating katawan. Nagsisilbi itong panangga sa matinding temperatura - nakakasunog na init ng araw, sobrang nakakaginaw na lamig. Pinoproteksyunan din tayo ng ating balat sa mga posibleng impeksyon at matatapang na kemikal. Ang balat ay nagbibigay indikasyon para ating maramdaman ang mga nangyayari sa ating paligid. Tunay na malaki ang silbi ng balat sa katawan ng tao.

KULAY NG BALAT
Ang melanin ang nagbibigay kulay sa balat ng tao. Nagdedepende sa lokasyon ng bansa kung gaano kadaming melanin ang pino-prodyus ng katawan para pagbatayan sa kulay ng balat. Ito ang dahilan kung bakit nagkakaroon ng iba't-ibang kulay ang balat ng tao. Mayroong mapuputi, kayumanggi at maiitim. Maraming tao ang nakaranas at patuloy na dumadanas ng hirap at diskriminasyon dahil lang sa kulay ng balat nito. Kinaklasipika kasi ng tao ang balat sa primera klase, segunda mano at mababang-uri.

Ang balat na nagsisilbing proteksyon sa mga elemento na maaaring makasama sa tao ay siyang unang nagiging elemento para ikahiya, kamunghian at pandirihan ang pagkatao nito.

Sa katunayan wala namang kasalanan ang balat kundi ang mga hangarin at pagnanasa na bumabalot sa pagkatao.

Ito marahil ang dahilan kung bakit patuloy na sinusuportahan ang ideya na ang maputing balat ay ang superyor sa mundo. Ito rin marahil ang dahilan kung saan ang balat ay ginagawang negosyo. Ginagawan ng paraan para pagkakitaan at minamani-obra ng iilan para maging batayan ng kagandahan at kung ano ang katanggap-tanggap para sa lipunan. Kaputian at kakinisan ang nagiging batayan dahil ito ang imaheng kalimitang pinapakita sa iba't ibang uri ng media.

Hinihimok ang ating pag-iisip na kung gusto natin ng “primera klaseng” balat ay magagawan ng paraan. Nagmistulang puting “wrapper” lang ito na maaaring bilhin sa tindahan kung gusto mong balutin ng kagandahan at maging kahanga-hanga sa paningin ng iba. Hindi nakakapagtaka kung bakit ang daming ina-advertise na pampaputi, pampaganda at pampakinis ng balat. Nariyan rin ang mga beauty clinics na nagmimintina at nagpapanatili ng mga naghahangad magkaroon ng kutis-artista at mala-porselanang balat.

NIPIS AT KAPAL NG BALAT
Madalas ang balat ang indikasyon para matantya ang edad ng isang tao. Sumasabay ang balat sa mga kaganapan ng buhay. Habang bata pa ang isang tao, manipis ang balat sa mga elemento sa kaniyang paligid. Parang “BALAT-SIBUYAS” ito na sensitibo kaya dobleng ingat ang pag-aalaga dito.

Ang mga karanasan at pagsuong sa mga hindi pambihirang hamon ng buhay ay nagpapakapal sa dating manipis na balat ng tao. Madalas dahil sa kagustuhan ng tao na maging matagumpay at lamang sa iba ay KINAKAPALAN ang balat sa MUKHA para maging “BALAT-BAYAWAK.” Ang hiya na napapaloob sa katawan ay hindi na maarok dahil sa sobrang kapal na nito.

Kung ang pagkatao ay binalot na sa“balat-bayawak,” wala na itong kapasidad para damhin ang mga pangangailangan ng kapwa at magkaroon ng DELIKADEZA. Nagiging MAGASPANG ang balat pati na rin ang pag-uugali. Hindi na rin alintana ng tao na binabalatan nito ng buhay ang kapwa sa kaniyang mapanirang aksyon at salita.

PAGBABALAT SA BALAT
Minsan naisip ko ano kaya kung ang tao ay binalatan ng balat. Siguro ito na ang pagkakataon ng pagkakapantay-pantay ng lahat. Siguro ito na ang pagkakataon na makita ang tunay na hangarin ng kapwa. Siguro ito na ang pagkakataon na mabalatan ang mga nagba-BALAT-KAYO.

PANIBAGONG BALAT
Ang “balat-bayawak” na bumabalot sa pagkatao ay maaari pang numipis kung ang PUOT, GALIT at INGGIT ay hiludin na parang mga libag sa katawan. Pagkatapos ay sabunin at haplusin ito ng PAGMAMAHAL, KABAITAN at PAGTANGGAP SA PAGKAKAIBA NG LAHAT.

Sa pagkakataong ito ang dating SUGATAN at MAKALYONG balat na nagpapa-AGNAS sa pagkatao ay nagbibigay pagkakataon sa panibagong balat na umusbong para sa isang MASIGLA at MAY KATUTURANG BUHAY.

'CARE'

Rey Jorca Supranes

(Article written for the hotel's newsletter)

Care is a four letter word that can mean nothing if we will not use it through dynamic exchange. We can let it flow by means of giving and receiving. It can make amazing things happen if we keep it alive and vital. It is considered as one of life's precious gifts.

In the hospitality industry we belong in, care must be consistently demonstrated throughout the workplace. We must let it flow like a river with the intention of bringing happiness and satisfaction to our customers. It is fitting to say that care is one of the pillars of character.

We should know that our purpose in our line of work is to deliver "first class" service to our customers. An excellent and great service would not be possible without care. So care is very important in the aspect of performing our duties. It is because we care that we make sure our accommodations are with style, comfort and convenience, the conference facilities are ideal for all occasions and events, the packages are of great value, our amenities are something they have to enjoy on.

Care can't be a flame if we will not let it spark. The best way to put it into operation is by always activating our five senses: sight, touch, hearing, smell and taste. Every department in this hotel can specialize in one of the five senses in keeping care into action.

Sense of Sight for Housekeeping
Housekeeping Room Attendants can show that they care by having an eye for details. Attention to details is guaranteeing that we care to have a clean and impeccable rooms for our guests.

Sense of Touch for Maintenance
King Midas in Greek mythology is popularly remembered to turn everything he touched into gold thus the term 'midas' touch. Our maintenance personnel can show care by having a 'midas' touch in keeping the device in working order. A good maintenance personnel can retain and restore an item in the hotel in or to a state which it can perform its required function.

Sense of Hearing for Front Desk
Listening and understanding what the guests would like to communicate are the best care a front desk staff could ever give. Developing an active listening skills in what the guests would like to convey in order to avoid misunderstanding is a good manifestation that we care. When you care to understand what the guests want and making an action right away to a particular request best define your work in the front desk.

Sense of Smell for Sales Department
Sales representatives care when they know how to smell what is potential business for the hotel. Exploring all the possibilities on how the guests would appreciate the packages the hotel offers is care. Having a good nose to smell what is of great value in making the guests stay a memorable one in our hotel is an excellent care to their needs and wants.

Sense of Taste for Food and Beverage Attendants
Food is a substance that gives humans nutrition and pleasure. Care can best be shown to our guests if we have good taste for food. The guests would greatly appreciate if our food and beverage attendants know how to cater to every taste, are good in food preparation and are expert in diversifying the food they offer. A new, exciting and diverse menu is the best way to our guests' heart.

Care is like our currency in the hospitality industry. After all, it is the essence of humanity and we have unlimited power in dispensing it to make a big difference.

'TUBIG PAG-IBIG'
Rey Jorca Supranes

Patak.
Ulan; luha.
Mula sa
Kalangitan; mata.

Biyaya.
Tigang na lupa; matigas na puso.
Pumapawi ng
Matinding init; panggagalaiti.

Buhos.
Sinasalo; pinapahiran.
Nagdidilig; nagpapalambot.
Lupang uhaw; pusong bato.

Daloy.
Sumusuot; naiibsan.
Kailalaliman; kaibuturan.
Uhaw na ugat
Nakakalasap; nangungusap.

Pag-asa.
May aanihin; may damdamin.
May kakainin; may kapayapaan.

Ulan at luha.
Mga tubig.
Mga pag-ibig.

MGA BANTAS AT PANANDA NG PAGMAMAHALAN
Rey Jorca Supranes

Ang tao ay nagdedesisyon na parang mga bantas at pananda (punctuation marks) sa pagbibigay pagkakataon sa isang relasyon. Ang napagdesisyunang tuldokan (.-period) ang isang relasyon ay nagkakaroon ng mga tandang pananong (?-question mark). Ang panipi (“ “-quotation marks) sa mga salitang binitawan ng minamahal ang magtitimbang kung bibigyan ito ng isa pang pagkakataon. Bibigyan ng kudlit (‘ – apostrophe) ang kanyang pangalan upang akuin at maging responsable sa mga namutawing salita sa kanyang bibig. Tutuldokan smile emoticon:- colon) ang mga kundisyones para sa muling pagsisimula ng relasyon. Magbibigay babala (! – exclamation mark or interjection) na huwag ng uulitin ang pagtataksil. Sasabihin sa minamahal na sa bagong simula walang pahilis na guhit (/ - slash mark) kakabit ng pangalan nito at kailangang siya lamang sa buhay nito at wala ng iba pa. Maglalagay ng krus na pananda (+ - plus sign) sa mga magagandang pag-uugali ng minamahal upang ipagpatuloy nito ang ganitong gawain. Sa iisang layunin lalagyan ng palasa (>-arrow) na ito ang kanilang magiging adhikain upang sila ay pumasok sa isang panaklong ( ( ) - parentheses) para sa pag-iisang dibdib kung saan ang pangalan ng babae ay magkakaroon ng gitling (- hypen) . Ang dalawang taong nagmamahalan ay magkakaroon ng kuwit ( , - comma) para sa kanilang itataguyod na pamilya.

'WOMAN'S HEARTBEAT'
Rey Jorca Supranes

In the first pangs of hunger,
Its faucets open.
Drowning the mouth
To sail away and not to drift
In a prosperous voyage.

Naturally framed
Like a mountain.
The peak is awe-inspiring
To adore and climb.
It is where the lullaby nestled
To calm the weary and dreary.

The arches are the paradigm
Of a woman's anatomy;
Of a woman's story;
Of a woman's victory;
To care and nurture
The entire humanity.

A woman's heartbeat
Does not come from her heart
But from the blessings
Of her breasts.

"SANA"
Rey Jorca Supranes

Kapag nasasambit ang salitang "Sana" may karugtong itong pagnanais na baguhin kung ano man ang nasa kasalukuyan. Sa salitang "Sana" naikukubli ang mga hinagpis, nadudugtungan ang inaakalang patay na pag-asa, naisasambulat ang mga nais mangyari sa buhay, inuudyukan ang pag-iisip na maglikha ng mundo na kakaiba sa gingalawan.

"Sana" ang nagpapatunay na tayo ay hindi kuntento sa kung ano meron tayo. Ito rin ang nagsasalarawan ng ating mga hinaing sa buhay at nagbibigay pag-asa na ang isang imposible ay magiging posible.

Matagal ko ng gustong pasukin at lubusang kilalanin si "Sana." Nais ko siyang kaibiganin nang sa gayun ay maintindihan kung ano ang kanyang mga perspektibo at layunin para sa sangkatauhan partikular para sa aking sarili.

Hindi ko alintana na si "Sana" ay halos kasabay ko pala sa aking paglaki at pag-unlad ng aking pag-iisip. Si "Sana" ang unang naging baytang ng hagdan sa bawat pangarap na naisakatuparan. Si "Sana" din ang nagpalapit ng aking pagtanaw sa "balang araw."

Si "Sana" ang nagpapa-alab sa puso't isipan bago marating ang paglawak ng imahinasyon. Marahil halos lahat tayo ay nagbibigay kapangyarihan kay "Sana" na yakapin ang ating buong pagkatao upang minsang maranasan kung paano lumipad sa kalawakan. Nagsisilbing pakpak ng buhay upang magpursige na ang kasalukuyang katayuan o nararamdaman ay mababago sa takdang panahon.

Kay "Sana" ko rin naintindihan kung paano humugot ng lakas ng loob at ipagpatuloy ang mga nasimulang pangarap upang hindi na ito "SANA" na lang hanggang sa dulo.

'My Fairy Mother'
Rey Jorca Supranes

Inside her interior,
A reservoir of water;
Like a vast ocean
Cradling and forming
A womb of art;
'til big waves pushed me out.

I wailed as the new world welcomed;
I hushed when I had my first
Encounter of a fairy;
Her image is a bit blurry;
All I could hear is her sweet voice,
I used to stream while inside.

The fairy lulled me to sleep when I'm weary;
She fed me when I'm hungry;
She clothed me when I'm cold;
She rested me in her heart when I'm scared;
With every heartbeat an assurance
I won't be harmed in anyway while she is around.

The fairy's face I started to recognize;
The same face I wowed every time I open my eyes;
There is serenity;
There is peace;
There is calmness;
Just like in the ocean where I used to be.

As I began to see the world in my own eyes;
Oceans have sharks;
But I always reminded by
The fairy's wit:
"I carried you from my womb with a fanatic heart."

There were times,
I wished the fairy is by my side;
She would tell me:
"When sorrow and pain strike,
I still have the ocean.
Just return and go home
to my womb."

‘THE HOMELESS’
Rey Jorca Supranes

The world’s slowly building

A home for
The crushed, lost and wandering;
A home for
The tired, confused and crumbling;
A home for
The homeless.

Homelessness comes from
Apathy and indifference;

Judgment and intolerance;

Hatred and lack of acceptance;
The world’s slowly embracing
The homeless.

Many people opened their doors
To accommodate;
To celebrate;
To gravitate.
Being different is not less;
Being different is not loneliness;
Being different is not homelessness.

The homeless are finding their way
Home to compassion;
Home to relevance;
Home to importance.

'Nothing Is Nothing'
By: Rey Jorca Supranes

There is nothing in nothing.
Nothing is surrender;
Nothing is void;
Nothing breathes if you let it be.

There is nothing in nothing.
Nothing is felt after a terrible loss;
Nothing is absorbed after an embarrassing defeat;
Nothing lingers and torments as long as you let it be.

There is nothing in nothing.
Nothing is the road so easy to take;
And yet there are so many potholes;
Damaging tires of value and significance;
Nothing disables the determination to keep going if you let it be.

There is nothing in nothing.
Nothing is a blanket that covers the shivering soul of the down-and-outer;
Nothing warms the feeling of lack of interest;
Nothing lets you sleep in hopelessness if you let it be.

There is nothing in nothing
If you make yourself into something
Important and worthwhile.

There is nothing in nothing
If you let it be.

'My Mother's Story'
By: Rey Jorca Supranes

Every time I am greedy, I think of her kindness;
Every time I am selfish, I think of her selflessness;
Every time I am about to raise my voice, I think of her calmness;

Every time I need a hug, I think of her warm embrace;
Every time I feel lazy and unmotivated, I think of her hard work and sacrifice;
Every time I feel like giving up, I think of how she remained strong and overcame adversities;

Every time I am in the height of callousness, I think of her compassion;
Every time I need to forgive, I think of how she has forgiven those who done her wrong;
Every time I am boastful, I think of how she always kept her feet on the ground;

Every time I feel tired of living alone in my own truth, I think of our connectivity where words are unnecessary;
Every time I am distraught, I think of her lullaby;
Every time I feel like losing my orbit, I think of her strategy on how to manage to get by;

Every time I have to tell my story, I think of my mother's story.

'WORK PERMIT'

Rey Jorca Supranes

When you died,

'Twas a bereavement.

The red leaf ceased to flourish;

Expectations were on the rise

Of becoming dry and wrinkled;

Wilting wasn't that far.

I was left confined, shackled, restrained;

Uncertainties loomed;

Is this the end of the road?

I strived, I sought;

To bring you back to life.

Your resurrection through the magnificent lake;

With its weightless current waded right in

For my freedom and restoration.

When you finally landed in my hands;

You give strength and freshness;

To a new leaf

Of hopes and dreams.

'Luha Ni Inay'

Rey Jorca Supranes

Nakakulong sa mga nagkikislapang mga mata

Pumipiglas, umaaklas;

Humihiyaw, gumagalaw.

Kalayaan ay nais makamtan

Pag-agos ng tagos;

Pagdaloy ng tuloy-tuloy.

Pumapatak mula sa galak

Ang balong pinagmumulan,

Damdamin ng isang inang sinisilayan

Sanggol na galing sa sinapupunan.

'From C To B'

Rey Jorca Supranes

Dear B,
We complete each other. You are the reason why I continue to be useful and serve my purpose. While you let me find my niche in this world, I always make you 100% complete for the daily grind. I know you were always burned out from the demands you are required to deliver but you are holding on at the last bar of your life because you know I am ready to reconnect with you and sustain you. This is "us" - to reconnect and disconnect. You'll be away for several hours a day and you'll find me. I was always there for you. I never get tired of putting you back to life. I didn't complain because you are my so-called "life" too. Your weakness gives me strength because that's the only time I feel important. Ours is a marriage of give and take. A union of two that seemed to be perfect. But not all love stories have a happy ending. As years go by, you have been so "clingy." You don't give enough space to both of us. You don't want to be away from me. The space that we respected and give time for each other to grow has been violated. This is burning me out. You are eating too much of my time because you refused to function without me reconnecting to you. I don't want to think that I give up on our love but you pushed me to do so. It is not only me feeling this way but also our Owner who made our union possible in October 2012. You have known for the very start that in order for this marriage to work out, you have to deliver your best performance. The Owner has not been happy with me being around with you most of the time and I am sensing our parting ways will soon to happen. If that happens, I am thanking you for the three wonderful years of being "partners" in delivering great satisfaction to our Owner, Rey. Always remember you are my first battery to give my full love of power.

With lots of love,
C (Charger)

'What My Father Taught Me'

Rey Jorca Supranes

My father did not teach me how to drive a vehicle but he taught me how to drive my life;
My father did not teach me how to throw and catch a ball but he taught me how to catch myself when life is throwing me curve balls;
My father did not teach me how to use the worldwide web but he taught me how to avoid getting tangled in my own webs;
My father did not teach me how to hammer a nail but he taught me how to nail down my insecurities;
My father did not teach me how to fly a plane but he taught me how to grow my wings and soar high;
My father did not teach me how to fire a gun but he taught me how to shoot my dreams;
My father did not teach me how to sing a song but he taught me how to be in tune with my peers;
My father did not teach me how to dance but he taught me how to have rhythm in life's blows;
My father did not teach me to regard crying as making me less of a man but he taught me shedding tears make me human;
My father did not teach me how to be a tightwad for the rainy days but he taught me to be crafty during drought.
My father did not teach me how to swim but he taught me some strokes to paddle my way out of the sea of sharks;
My father did not teach me to be himself but he taught me to be myself.

Happy Father's Day, Tatay Bert!
We love you!

'PAIN'

Rey Jorca Supranes

What it is with pain? Why it demands to be felt? Why it renders an individual to be dispensable?
I had a gnawing pain in my stomach in the last two weeks of June. I just ignored it thinking as just a mere stomach spasm. It did interfere my general functioning but shrugging it off didn’t do any good as the feeling became more intense.
I took pain reliever to ease the pain but it would only give me relief for four hours. I started losing my appetite, felt nauseous and a sudden urge to vomit. Coldness blanketed my entire body while perspiring profusely. I felt sick and I couldn’t bear it anymore.
I brought myself to the hospital’s emergency rather than seeing my family doctor which turned out to be the best decision. After waiting for almost 5 hours to be attended to, the medical staff took all my vitals. I underwent to a lot of tests (ultra sound, blood test, urinalysis, x-rays) while on IV (Intravenous therapy).
While waiting for my results, three doctors came to my room and informed me that the results weren’t good. Upon hearing their words, it devastated me a bit as it still didn’t sink in what are they supposed to do with me. Until they told me that they were holding me up as I am scheduled for surgery of my appendix as early as tomorrow morning. I refuted and even suggested to do all the tests again as they might be wrong. They were firm with their decision and conducting another test is far from possible. They leave it up to me to decide if I still want the surgery or sign a waiver exempting them of any culpability of not wanting a surgery.
I have to make a decision right away if I really want the pain to go away for good. I have to make a decision that I will be cut up and dissected. I have to make a decision that this thin tube about four inches long in my lower right abdomen which causing me pain has to be removed. One doctor came back to let me sign a document that I would want a surgery and explained to me of any possibilities after the surgery: 1% of infection and 1% of infecting other good organs within my abdomen. “Why is he telling me all of these? Is he scaring me off?” are words that swirled in my mind. I have to verbalize what I am thinking until I uttered a word “WHAT?” matching with a scared facial expression I could exhibit. He tried to console my fears by telling me, “As I’ve said, it’s just 1%.” And I answered back, “But Doc, 1% is 1%.” He shrugged off his shoulders and tapped me on my feet with his parting words, “Don’t be scared. You’ll be okay.”
“I’ll be okay” that’s what I thought but I am a little scared with the mere thought that I will be operated on in the inside. I have to call my housemates (Ruth and Ronald), my parents in Iloilo and my sister in England to inform them of my present ordeal. Their words of encouragement gave me comfort and helped me gather my courage to face the battle.
A staff came in to wheel me to the ward where I will be situated on to wait for tomorrow’s surgery. I was received by caring nurses on duty and they let me sleep to gather enough energy.
I had been listed first in line for surgery and it’s a good thing as I don’t have to wait that long. They moved me to the operating room and there I was received by a male nurse asking me for some allergies or complications. After I was cleared an anesthesiologist introduced himself to me and my female surgeon along with her two male co-surgeons came to discuss the procedures they are about to do. When everything was laid out, the anesthesiologist poked a needle on me and after a few seconds I drifted away to nowhere.
A voice calling my name woke me up. I couldn’t recognize who was it but as soon as they were assured I was awake, they moved me to a different bed and brought me to my ward to recuperate. Every hour the nurse on duty kept on coming back to check on me.
My surgeons came late afternoon to ask me how I am feeling and informed me that they have tried laparoscopy (a thin flexible tube containing a video camera and place through a small incision in the abdomen and produces images that can be seen on a computer screen with hopes of seeing my appendix) but it failed to find my appendix. My appendix is so clever to hide from them. They have to do the incision so they could find my appendix which turned out to be a very “rotten one” and ready to rupture at any moment when they took it. The main surgeon told me I have been lucky to have my appendix removed before it bursts as it would be a hard work and more complications in other vital organs in the abdomen when it happens.
The challenge didn’t stop there. My journey with pain has just begun. The pain demanded to be felt when the anesthesia subsided. Pain killers have been the only answer when pain strikes. But pain was quite persistent. It will make you feel its presence every way possible no matter how many pain killers you have taken. I cried a river as I couldn’t take the shooting pains every time I move. The pain started as just a smart pain until it became a shooting pain and rippled into a throbbing pain. It was indescribable. I couldn’t associate what type of pain was it but it is worse than having any pain I have felt in my entire life. I have a strong threshold for pain but this pain was killing me. This pain let me scream out any punitive words and bit my lips just to contain it. I complained to the head nurse that I feel like I am burning inside and they have to call my doctors. A new doctor arrived and comforted me. She induced something and I dozed off. I was relieved of such a terrible pain when I woke up. I was able to get up and thank the doctor for delivering me from such a painful situation.
All I can say, pain makes me human. Pain has a life of its own exposing my vulnerabilities and weaknesses. Indeed, there are a lot to learn from pain.