Lorimer

Just like a movie, we watch it, not knowing what will happen in the end. Life as they say is unfair. A lot of us have experienced and attested to that known fact. Sometimes what we thought was all-good and permanent will soon become the opposite.. Having worked in a hospital, I've seen sufferings, life and death. No matter how I avoid not to get affected, I do, deep in my heart have always wished that I had the power to change their lives. Make things easy for them. Ease away their sufferings. Turn their lives 360 degrees. Take all their pain away.

How much more when something like this happens to a friend?

One of the saddest days of my life was last Thursday. It was when we found out that a friend/officemate is in the hospital. We went there entirely clueless as to what we will see. We were all positive. Thinking that he will still be able to eat the fruits we brought for him. Thinking that there's still a photo opportunity with him, all of us smiling. Thinking that he will talk to us about what happened. Thinking that he will smile as soon as he sees us.

But none of what we thought had happened.

All I saw was not the jolly, sweet, wacky friend that I had. What I saw was a very weak and unresponsive person. Hanging on to a respirator. Not being able to lift even one single muscle in his body. He couldn't talk. He couldn't even open his eyes. Bed-ridden.

It was one of those moments when I felt I could cry rivers of tears. In just a short span of time, the illness swallowed him up like a monster. Guillain-Barre Syndrome is a very rare disorder. I don't know how he got it. Why, of all people, someone like him who is very much needed by his family was afflicted with this disease? It was again one of those times when I wished that what he feels will be transferred to me. I could take everything just not to see someone I love suffering that way.

Memories flashback like scenes from a movie. The time when we sat beside each other while working. He once told me everything about his family. His hurts. His hopes. Times when we both scampered for a vacant bed at our sleeping quarters in the office. If only one bed is available, we will sleep side by side. The time when he had a foot sprain and we both rendered overtime. He was limping and I was assisting him and I made sure that he rode a taxi on his way home. The time when he texted me the plate number of the car he was riding because he wasn't sure if he is safe with the company he is with. The numerous times that he texted me good morning, afternoon and evening. I couldn't count how many messages he has sent me. I know I only replied for a few times. He is my favorite subject everytime I take pictures. Times when I was harassing him *smiles*, for him to be a straight man. The time when he laughed uncontrollably when he saw something unexpected when I was goofing around and trying to look pregnant. Lots of memories. Lots of good memories.

I still wish it will happen again. I'm calling all the angels to help him now. I still wish he will be able to read this when he gets well. I will keep my fingers crossed, til cobwebs surround it, just to make sure he will survive. I still wish time will come that I'll be able to tell him that I'm glad I met him and I appreciate that I have a friend like him in my life....and for him to be able to hear those words.

God is good all the time. I know everything will be fine. =)

His Friendster shoutout:

"I want people to know me not as someone who is good, nice, or anything that is superficial, but someone who was willing to set aside his own self for the sake of others...let's talk, I'm here to listen to you.."