Kidney Transplant

My sister Kring is scheduled for her kidney transplant.

Only Ate Amor and I can be with her in Manila to assist her on this big day of hers.

I was at Nj's room. I took pictures before he was wheeled-out of the room to be taken to the Operating Room. Pictures, pictures....

and then, Ate Kring's time to go to the Operating Room..

of course, i am relaxed...

the transplant is scheduled for four(4) hours.

they were wheeled out at two (2) pm.. schedule is at 3 pm.

at 3 pm, countdown started....

2 more hours....

one more hour....

then it's 7pm..

my FB message inbox and my phone has too many messages...

friends and relatives asking how was the operation....

i cannot answer since there was no news yet...

nobody was taken back to their rooms yet..

then 8pm came..... nothing came ....

9pm came....still there was no one...

10 pm came...i am already restless....

too many thoughts come and go.....am going crazy already

1030pm...i went down to the operating room waiting area...

i saw Ate Amor sitting alone...i asked her what's happening...she told me that Nj was just wheeled-out of the recovery room...Nelson, his father is with him so i stayed to wait for Ate Kring's turn to be wheeled-out of the recovery room...

an hour passed...nobody went out of the room...

again, impatient as i am, i went back to Nj's room...

i saw him lying, asleep and looking tired

i touched his hand
he woke up and to my surprise

i did not know that he has low pain tolerance 

he kept on crying and complaining  that it is so painful

i felt like crying but i have to be brace myself and look brave enough for him to feel that everything's ok
i cannot let him see me cry and feeling his pain too

i just told him to get some rest, just sleep you'll be fine
Oh Lord! i don't know what to say to him...

He keeps on holding my hand
he won't let go of my hand
all i did was hold him

at 3 am, he woke up again
feeling the pain again

he told me to ask the nurse when will be the next pain reliever be given to him
good that it's already time for that medicine

every time a medicine is injected, he will hold my hand and cry
i will just tell him it's okay
just go to sleep

i sing lullabies to him
my tears falling
just like when he was still a baby
then he was asleep...

it is so depressing to be here and be a witness to their sufferings
the pain
the fear
they feel you will also feel
and you cannot do anything but assure them that everything will be alright..