Mom and her cobra

My mommy might just be the most hard working person I know. She always needs to be doing something productive. She's so masipag, sometimes pushing herself to her limits. As long as there's something more she can do (like watering the plants or cleaning up leaves outside), she will get to it.

Very recently, because she was working so hard (doing the laundry and watering the plants, I think) one morning, she caught an accident (slipped and broker her wrist). I didn't think it was anything serious but 3 days later, MD advised an operation to be made. Even if mommy didn't want to go through it because we weren't sure if her insurance will clear her and cover the expenses, we pushed her to do it because her hand was already swelling 400 percent bigger (hulk, is that you hahaha, but you get the point).

It's been a week since her operation and God continues to break my heart, revealing things I know in my head, bringing it down to my heart. 

1. I love my mom so much

At the hospital and before the operation, I was just busy looking after mommy and trying to calm her down, making sure her nerves don't get the best of her (for her BP not to rise also). When they took her to the operating room, that's when I realized that although this was only a minor operation, I was terrified. Because of mom's high blood pressure, they had to make her sleep (general anesthesia) to go through with the operation. That's what scared me. I found myself crying and praying to God for Him to take control of everything.

And of course I don't want things like these to happen to my mom, but an upside is that I can show her how much I love her. I've never had the chance to take care of her this way and I thank God that He's put the desire in my heart to serve mommy everyday - spending time with her, cleaning up her hand, brushing and tying her hair up, preparing her meds, and even to the point of cooking her dinner (all my closest friends know I can't cook).

2. Hands are such great blessings from God

It's good enough that mom broke her left wrist and not her right because everything would have been double the trouble if that happens. With only one hand (or a fractured hand, for this matter), it's so hard to eat, take a bath, button your shirt/pants, tie your hair, text, and even sleep. These hands are one of the greatest blessings from God, yet these are the same hands we use to sin. God reminded me that everything we have came from Him and that we should use these blessings only to worship and bring back the glory to Him. You don't need two hands to do it, actually. But when given both, all the more we should rejoice and lift these up to magnify only His name.

3. God is God

God is the God he promised us He will be - healer, provider, comforter, and grace.

When God provides, He will surely surprise you. We admitted mom to MMC and continued with the operation without clearance from her insurance. We were discharged 3 days later, richer. Haha. Our bill was 69k pesos. Her insurance cleared her for a 120k coverage. Of course God didn't provide for just the operation and hospital bill. He made sure we're covered until mommy gets well - 6 weeks with her cobra fixation, for doctor follow-ups and further tests.

We have one week down and 5 weeks to go before they remove her pins, but I know and claim that even now, God has already healed my mom. After 6 weeks, she will not only be able to use both her hands, but she just also might be given an award for "woman who did most things with one hand" hehehe. A while ago, she was already able to wash the dishes while I was busy (told you she will always look for something to do). Hay, mommy.

I thank God that despite our situation, we can still rest in His grace and love. The enemy might be discouraging us, trying to halt our worship through this but our God is bigger, greater, and stronger than any sickness, hindrance, and circumstance. Truly, when God shows His grace, prepare to be amazed :D

Clockwise from left: Mom, me, and the hospital meal. Mom's cobra fixation on her left wrist. Mommy after the operation with celebratory ice cream and chichacorn haha. Our hospital bill from 69k to 65 pesos.