The whole month of March has been crazy. On March 1 at 1:00 AM, I was at the airport to go home after receiving a call from my family that my grandmother was admitted to the hospital, that her condition was so serious the doctors said she had to undergo an operation.
I never really thought about going home before moving to Dubai because I thought I didn’t have enough money to buy plane tickets and that jobs and opportunities abroad can no longer wait.
Depressed as I was because of some events that had happened prior to this, plus the anxiety I had felt about moving abroad, added with the worry I had felt upon knowing that my grandmother was in the hospital – I. Did. Not. Know. What. To. Do.
But I still went home, not sure about how things will be going. Looking back, I am grateful that Heavenly Father helped me go home -- He has been so good to my family that we were able to sell our farm so we could have money to pay for the hospital bills. We were also able to contact a doctor to get a third opinion about my grandmother’s situation. Doctor Garcia told us that my grandmother didn't need an operation because first of all, her gallstone wasn’t that big that it can be melted with the help of medicines. Second, my grandmother is already 90 years old that the nerve on her left hand where the dextrose was injected took WEEKS before it finally got healed. Yes, WEEKS. I could not imagine the pain she had to undergo if she had an operation just as the second doctor suggested. Sometimes, it makes me really sad and angry when I feel like these surgeons just wanted to do operations. But my grandmother has been doing better now! And that we have enough money to buy for her medicines, food, and vitamins. And I couldn’t be more grateful to Heavenly Father for helping my family get through with this trial.
Lola Mary's 90th birthday :)
I am so grateful Heavenly Father helped me go home, I was able to spend time with my grandmother, eat meals with her 3 times a day for the whole month, and that I was able to spend time with my sisters and have deep conversations with them and patch up the things we had disagreements about.
Now I will be leaving my family in a better condition that I no longer have to worry. And now I will be leaving my own country with my faith a little stronger because of what these experiences have taught me.
I can't thank my family enough for their love and all the things they have done for me..