Author Archives: Joy
We’ve travelled outside the country many times before, but for this trip, it’s just the two of us. Sister and I booked seat-sale tickets to Taipei last March 2017. Come late April, the Taiwanese government announced they are granting visa free access to Philippine passport holders. They will implement it by June, same month of […]
This last week has been the hardest. Never have I experienced more physical pain or emotional strain. I’ve been in the hospital for nine days now. I have a huge incision that runs across my mid-section. Right now it has infection. They’ve already removed the tumor in my pancreas and, surprise, surprise, the cyst in […]
Diagnosis is now official: pancreatic tumor and ovarian cyst. Doctors wouldn’t know if the tumor is malignant or benign until they get a sample. I flew back to Manila last October sixth. Medical practice in Dubai is not as advance as it is here. I don’t want to be their guinea pig. Plus my parents are […]
I’m a killer. Figured, it was only a tiny mouse, not yet full grown. But it invaded the cupboard where we keep our plates. The ones we use everyday. It started when I saw a shadow moved in my periphery. I was typing on my laptop in the dining table. I snapped my head up […]
Doctors are masters of half-truths. They don’t tell you the whole thing. Their sentences are always careful and calculated. The silence is awkward and deafening when they’re reading your radiology report. I try to judge their honesty and trustworthiness based on their word usage, tone of speech, and the way they treat their nurses. I am most worried for the things they don’t say.
Some men feel their masculinity can only be proven if they play out in their own life all the locker-room stories, smugly confident that what a wife doesn’t know won’t hurt her. The truth is, somehow, way down inside, without her ever finding lipstick on the collar or catching a man in the flimsy excuse of where he was till three A.M., a wife does know, and with that knowing, some of the magic of this relationship disappears.
The other radiologist came in and they started talking in Urdu. I heard pancreas and CT. Is there something wrong, I asked. Don’t worry darling, we’re checking. She called me darling. That’s when I knew something’s wrong.
I miss you. Or as the French say it, you are missing from me. You have been the most constant person in my life, I don’t remember a part of it where you are not present. You’re always there, sharing the clothes, bedroom, mattress. The person I can have spontaneous conversations with anytime, anywhere. The […]
My pink and white suitcase sits quietly in a corner under the stairs, a looming reminder of the things to come. I’m leaving next week. If all go as planned, I’ll probably build a life there, not permanently, but it all depends on His Majesty. What’s for sure is I’ll be away for months. I […]
A few weeks back some friends were making fun of my tennis posts on Facebook. It was the day Rafael Nadal won his 2nd US Open trophy and 13th grand slam title. No, I don’t play tennis (nor any other sport), but I love the game, and I love Rafa more. My brain knew it […]