El jueves 27 de marzo (4) días después del cumpleaños número 75 de mi papá, recibí la noticia de que habían sacado de emergencia a mi papá. Ya dos meses previos tuvo una crisis hipertensiva severa y ya estaba controlada, eso creí. Resulta que me desesperé y empecé a llamar a mi mamá quien me atendió llorando. Supuse lo peor y empecé a llorar. El diagnóstico fue: Un ACV isquémico (accidente cerebro vascular).
Imagínense mi angustia, estando tan lejos de casa, sin poder ayudar con escasos recursos en ese momento y sin la posibilidad cercana de tomar el primer autobús y salir corriendo a verlo. Sin embargo, los amigos que tengo me ofrecieron su apoyo. Me facilitaron dinero para poder costear la tomografía que necesitaba y otros amigos en Trujillo lograron la ambulancia para trasladarlo del hospital hasta la clínica. Fueron días de total angustia porque existía la posibilidad de otro ACV más fuerte. Esto no ha ocurrido y decreto que no pasara. Unos días más tarde pude ir a verlo y fue muy duro verlo así. Cambio, obvio. Lo que le dio no fue fácil. Esta etapa mientras vuelve a hablar con normalidad y retome actividades es fuerte para nosotras y para él. Ahora bien, esto me hizo pensar
en si a estas alturas he hecho por él todo lo que quiero para que sea feliz.Que cosas me faltan para que él vea un poquito de todo el esfuerzo que ha hecho como padre y cabeza de hogar.
Las muestras de cariño y respeto hacia mi papá son muchas. Entre los hijos hemos buscado los medios para que él tenga sus medicamentos (nada baratos) a tiempo y la dieta estricta que tiene. Mamá hasta le ha dado la comida y eso me ha enternecido y hecho puré jejeje
Mi papá es un hombre maravilloso, se merece tantas cosas hermosas que sé que me falta demasiado por darle. Le pido a Dios que me le de vida y salud para verlo sanito jugando con sus nietos y cuidando sus animales que tanta falta le hace. Estos días han sido de mucho cansancio mental. Noches en las que no duermo solo pensando y donde me castigo por no creer a veces. Cosas de humanos supongo.
Hoy solo me quiero deshacer de este sentimiento que me tiene el corazón apretado y la mente nublada. Decreto salud y vida para mi papá.
Todo pasa, esto también pasara.
Gracias.
Algunas fotos tomadas por mi hermana. Tengo su permiso para compartirlas.
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Two weeks ago an unforeseen health issue touched my family forever.
So much we take for granted that our parents will always be alert, healthy, independent, hard-working, sometimes with their fights over things that make no sense and so many other things. It turns out that we don't contemplate the possibility of facing a health problem that involves stopping and taking the minimum. No one prepares for that and I think it's obvious we are never expecting to get sick or for our parents to get sick.
On Thursday, March 27 (4) days after my dad's 75th birthday, I received the news that my dad had been rushed out of the hospital. He had already had a severe hypertensive crisis two months before and it was already under control, I thought. I got desperate and started calling my mom, who answered in tears. I assumed the worst and started crying. The diagnosis was: an ischemic stroke (cerebrovascular accident).
Imagine my anguish, being so far from home, unable to help with scarce resources at the time and with no close possibility of catching the first bus and rushing out to see him. However, the friends I have offered me their support. They provided me with money to pay for the CT scan he needed and other friends in Trujillo arranged the ambulance to take him from the hospital to the clinic. Those were days of total anguish because there was the possibility of another more severe stroke. This did not happen and he decreed that it would not happen. A few days later I was able to go to see him and it was very hard to see him like that. Change, obviously. What he gave him was not easy. This stage while he is talking normally again and resuming activities is hard for us and for him. Now, this made me think
if at this point I have done everything I want for him to be happy, what things I am missing for him to see a little bit of all the effort he has made as a father and head of household.
The signs of affection and respect for my dad are many. Between the children we have sought the means for him to have his medications (not cheap at all) on time and the strict diet he has. Mom has even given him food and that has touched my heart and made me mashed hehehehe
My dad is a wonderful man, he deserves so many beautiful things that I know I have too much to give him. I ask God to give him life and health to see him healthy, playing with his grandchildren and taking care of his animals that he needs so much. These days have been very tiring for me mentally. Nights where I don't sleep just thinking and where I punish myself for not believing sometimes. Human things I guess.
Today I just want to get rid of this feeling that has my heart clenched and my mind clouded. I decree health and life for my dad.
Everything passes, this too will pass. Thank you.
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