Monsoon in the Philippines

Like a hurricane or tornado or any other severe weather storm/front, it usually has a name.  This last one that hit the Philippines was so unexpected that there is no associated name with the “Southwest Monsoon” that hit Philippines’ Capital and surrounding areas on August 7.These bout of floods has, once again, caused people to become homeless and proved fatal for others.  Floods have submerged houses…landslides have damaged houses leaving 780,000 people to be displaced.

Heavy rain is supposed to continue until Thursday.

My mom is in the Philippines at my Grandma’s house.  As of Tuesday morning (CST), they already had to go up to the 2nd floor of the house.  The water came in and was already chest deep on the 1st floor.  I didn’t get to talk to her much because power was cut and she’s conserving battery on her cell.

These photos (credit to City of San Fernando page on Facebook) show testament to the flood and these are not too far from Mother-Dear…

photo credit to City of San Fernando’s Facebook page

at the “Intersection” – San Fernando, Pampanga (that’s a bridge, not a boat)
–photo credit to City of San Fernando’s Facebook page

As of today, the water has subsided a bit, but there’s more rain coming.   Got a quick text from Mum saying they do have food and meds (mom and grammie are both diabetic AND have heart meds, etc…grammie just got out of the hospital last month after being admitted w/fluid in her lungs, etc…).  So, they have food and meds, but no clean/running water or electricity and that they are still stranded on the 2nd floor of the house…1st floor has water…dirty, yucky, murky water.

Am not sure what Deity you believe in, or if you believe in any at all, but please, prayers, well wishes, etc. are greatly appreciated!  Please, pray for the Philippines…

For Donations, you can check this page. There’s also a PRC (Philippines Red Cross) section in there. http://www.gmanetwork.com/news/story/268714/news/nation/relief-where-to-bring-your-donations-or-to-volunteer

Scatterbrained…

I’ve been posting mostly to Facebook the past few months and, obviously, not here or Twitter. The “status” update there says “What’s on your mind” or something like that. What’s on my mind? Obviously TOO much to post as I went over the character limit:

What’s on my mind? Too many things! Care to step inside? No? Too bad, here it is anyway…I need to just let it out…

1 – Lola being sick (grammie on Mom’s side). She was hospitalized a few weeks ago and stayed there for about a week w/a visit to ICU too. She’s doing better now, but still not fully recovered. She will be 89 this November and we were planning a HUGE party for her 90th next year.

2 – Mum going to the Philippines (aka “PI” for “Philippine Islands”) to be with her. I feel for Mum. She’s got 2 daughters that are pregnant (yes, my sis is pregnant…2 weeks behind me, though I look like I’m 20 weeks ahead of her) and a sick mother. Mum was so torn about going to the Philippines to be w/her Mom and staying here to be be our Mom. We convinced her to go to PI and that we had our husbands, MILs (who are both nurses) and other friends and family. Besides, even if she stayed here, she wouldn’t really be “here”, ya know?

3 – Razz and Beans being sick. My poor girls caught a cough/cold/fever last Thursday and has managed to keep us in for most of Labor Day Weekend (except for when we snuck out to go to Target yesterday). It was scary on Saturday b/c Razz started looking and feeling really weak again and started her little cough – which, from what we learned back in the Spring – triggers her asthma. I didn’t want to be going to the ER again. Back in the Spring, they were in the ER and Razz ended up getting admitted then getting transferred to another hospital with a PICU (pediatric ICU) b/c her oxygen levels weren’t going up no matter how much they gave her. So horrible seeing her struggle with breathing, being so weak and just not being herself. Anyway, their doctor was away until today so I started giving both of them their nebulizer treatment and, thank goodness, it looks like it’s working.

We weren’t planning on staying home this weekend. pDaddy was going to VA for a basketball tournament and we were planning on going to my parents’ on Friday and staying at my sister’s the rest of the weekend. So, I didn’t force pDaddy to get groceries before he left. Yes, he’s actually been doing the groceries b/c I can’t walk much and he doesn’t want me walking much to trigger labor just yet. Good thing my in-laws came to the rescue. They brought us dinner on Friday, slept over, went grocery shopping for us on Saturday and slept over again Saturday night. They left us Sunday morning w/a stocked fridge and pantry and a chocolate cake to boot (MIL was in a baking mood Saturday night).

4 – My last day of work last Friday, but man, did they seriously put me to work the past couple of months. Even on Thursday, I was working so much that I barely got out of my chair and my legs and feet being so swollen were proof of that!

5 – I was also worried about pDaddy going to VA for his tourney and that hurricane named Earl that was hovering about the area.

6 – What to name this lil girl who’s moving around in my belly like she’s her own lil hurricane.

7 – Putting things away / cleaning – AKA Nesting - but I can’t even do much b/c I am SO huge and slow!

8 – Getting the rest of Beans’ school supplies. She starts PreK-4 on Friday…I can’t believe it. My lil girl, who’ve I’ve stayed home with since she was born, is actually going to start school! This Friday is a half day for her, but the rest of her days are full days from 8am to 3pm. Her school supply list isn’t so bad and actually, Mum and my siblings have been buying her stuff when they go out shopping, but I still don’t get why she needs 2 bottles of ketchup!

9 – Beans ACTUALLY starting school on Friday …oh my. Wait, I mentioned that already, right? Still in shock. I think dropping her off at school will send me into such an emotional and hormonal outrage that I’ll end up in labor. lol

10 – Thinking I was going into labor Sunday night (see previous entry).

11 – Hoping and praying, whenever Shrimpie does come, she’s happy and healthy like her sisters :)

12 – SLEEP! I miss SLEEP! And I know I’m not even going to get much anytime soon w/baby coming!

13 – How I’m going to juggle 3 kids and 1 being in school!

14 – Having to go back to work. Can’t we just win the lottery already?

15 – Having only a 2 bedroom house with 3 kids. Speaking of lottery…I really do wish we could just win it to get a bigger house AND not work. Did I mention Beans and Razz want a dog? Um, not quite yet my dears. We were supposed to list our house this spring/summer, but our basement renovation took longer than expected (that’s what happens when family does it and just does it on the side) and now, there’s no way in hell we’re going to be able to pack all our crap and move. At least getting our basement done forced us to purge some of crap. In any case, we don’t even know where to move to. pDaddy is set on moving out of state for a cheaper cost of living – which I get. However, I’m more worried b/c I’ll have a newborn and 2 other kiddos and all our family is here – with the exception of pDaddy’s sister and her family. My sister will also be having a little girl in the beginning of October and of course I want to be around to meet my new niece. In addition, who’s going to help us when we need it? Plus, we don’t trust anyone to babysit for us except our moms. How’s that going to work out?

See? Way too much going on in my head!

Happy Birthday, Mum :)

Today’s my Mom’s 61st bday and just like last year, she’s in the Philippines. Unlike last year, we are all here. Last year, since it was a “milestone” birthday, we (my brother and his family, my sister and her family and I – sans family) all went to the Philippines to surprise her and boy, did we ever! I need to dig around and find that video…

Anyway, here, there, everywhere…we all wish her a very happy birthday and we miss and love her SO very much!

My mom is such a survivor! She’s a Breast Cancer survivor AND she’s survived my Dad’s craziness for over 40 years of marriage too! We joke around and say that’s bigger than surviving her cancer…lol…All jokes aside, she’s awesome and the bestest, bestest Wife, Grandmother, Aunt, Sister, Mom, etc…out there (yes, better than yours and no, I’m not biased :P )!

Happy Birthday, Mum! We Love You :)

WW – Run/Walks 2010

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me and my mommy... Mom and I taken at the Revlon Run/Walk NYC – 2007

02.14.1985 – 02.14.2010 = 25+ years…
A Quarter of a Century!!!

Yes, that’s how long Mom has been a Breast Cancer SURVIVOR!!! We know how lucky and blessed we are to be surrounded by her love, presence, sense of humor and great cooking and baking too! Don’t you want to give that same opportunity to others who have loved ones with this disease? Don’t you want to help find a cure so no one else has to suffer? Please make a donation…any amount helps!

Since 2003, I have asked for your support in the Revlon Run/Walk in NYC. I am participating in 2 (yes TWO) Run/Walks like last year. I will be doing the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure on April 25, 2010 and the Revlon Run/Walk on May 1, 2010. I hope I can count on your donations yet again! You can donate to just one or both :)

Most of you already know my mom’s story, but just a quick recap – she is a 25 year Breast Cancer survivor as of this past Valentine’s Day. You can read her full story below…

You can make your donation on my page(s) as well or mail it(them) in…Please let me know if you want more info on mailing donations.

If you’d like to walk / run, register and let me know! Maybe we can form a team ;)

As usual, thanks for your generosity!

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My Mom’s Story…
February 14th is known to many around the world as Valentine’s Day, but for our family, this date is significant for another reason and will forever be etched in our minds as the date Mom, Myrna, went to the hospital so the doctors could perform surgery – February 14, 1985. They have to do this to Mommy so they can “remove the bad stuff in her body” and “make her feel better” – as explained to me, a 7 year old in the first grade. I had no idea how serious this was back then and when I started to finally realize the gravity of it all, I didn’t even think she would make it to my 8th grade graduation.

Before this disease, Mom was a religious, family oriented, smart, beautiful, hard-working, diligent, always worked overtime, aerobic crazed, marathon-running, barely ever without make-up and always looked her best before stepping out of the house kind of a woman (nothing wrong with any of that). I can come up with more positive adjectives, but I think you catch my drift. Afterwards, she focused more and more on religion and family than ever before and less on work or having to always look her best. She instilled even more values and her “new” or “stronger” views on family, religion, etc. on us and helped us sort out our priorities and views. She would sit or lay there telling us her corny jokes to keep OUR spirits up while she was the one suffering. She sounded like she was strong and out and about, but in reality, I remember she was very frail and sickly…

I still have vivid memories of going w/her and my dad to her chemo appointments. As soon as she stepped foot into the doctor’s office, she went straight to the bathroom to vomit b/c of the smell…I remember her balding and having to buy a wig…I remember her trying to get a perm when her hair was finally growing back – to make it look thicker – only to hear her scream in agony b/c the chemicals were burning her scalp.

After a few more check-ups later that summer, multiple doctors kept telling her she had 6 months to live…Forget my 8th graduation, she wouldn’t even make my First Communion the following year!

Of course, Mom had to prove everyone (including the doctors) wrong, as always :) Don’t know how, exactly, but that’s Mom for ya! We all think it has a lot to do with her strong faith, determination and newfound outlook on life. It is now over 25 years later and she is still good ol’ Mom, proving everyone wrong and that “mother knows best”, donning less make-up, but more beautiful than ever because her beauty radiates from within.

In honor of my beautiful, strong-willed, dedicated, smart, independent, [insert any and all positive adjectives you can think of here] breast cancer survivor of a mother, I will be participating in Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure on Sunday, April 25th, 2010 and Revlon Run/Walk on May 1, 2010 in hopes that we can keep raising enough money to fund research…Hopefully, one day, there will be a cure so that no one will have to go through what my mom and all the other women have endured in dealing with this disease.

Please donate what you can…any amount helps!

Run/Walks 2009 – in honor of My Mom, a 24 year survivor!

I’ve mentioned in previous posts that I am trying to “train” to run/jog some 5k Run/Walks.  This year, I am participating in 2 (yes TWO) Run/Walks to raise funds for Women’s Cancer Research and, hopefully one day, to find a cure.  My mom is a 24 Year Breast Cancer Survivor and I have been doing this in her honor since 2003 (though I was just walking in years past).  This year I will be joining the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure on April 26, 2009 and the Revlon Run/Walk on May 2, 2009.  Please…we need your generosity.  Please, please, please click on the links to donate!   Donate to 1, donate to both!  No amount is “too small” :)  I understand the current state of the economy, but if you can, please go ahead and donate!
   

me and my mommy...Mom & Me – taken at the 2007 Revlon Run/Walk

Here’s Mom’s story…which you may or may not read before.  I think I posted this a couple of years ago when I was still “Beanie’s Mama” blogging on diddlysquat.net.
 
February 14th is known to many around the world as Valentine’s Day, but for our family, this date is significant for another reason and will forever be etched in our minds as the date Mum, Myrna, went to the hospital so the doctors could perform surgery – February 14, 1985. They have to do this to mommy so they can “remove the bad stuff in her body” and “make her feel better” – as explained to me, a 7 year old in the first grade. I had no idea how serious this was back then and when I started to finally realize the gravity of it all, I didn’t even think she would make it to my 8th grade graduation.
 
Before this disease, my mom was a religious, family oriented, smart, beautiful, hard-working, diligent, always worked overtime, aerobic crazed, marathon-running, barely ever without make-up and always looked her best before stepping out of the house kind of a woman (nothing wrong with any of that). I can come up with more positive adjectives, but I think you catch my drift. Afterwards, she focused more and more on religion and family than ever before and less on work or having to always look her best. She instilled even more values and her “new” or “stronger” views on family, religion, etc. on us and helped us sort out our priorities and views. She would sit or lay there telling us her corny jokes to keep OUR spirits up while she was the one suffering. She sounded like she was strong and out and about, but in reality, I remember she was very frail and sickly…
 

I still have vivid memories of going w/her and my dad to her chemo appointments. As soon as she stepped foot into the doctor’s office, she went straight to the bathroom to vomit b/c of the smell…I remember her balding and having to buy a wig…I remember her trying to get a perm when her hair was finally growing back – to make it look thicker – only to hear her scream in agony b/c the chemicals were burning her scalp.

After a few more check-ups later that summer, multiple doctors kept telling her she had 6 months to live…Forget my 8th graduation, she wouldn’t even make my First Communion the following year! Of course, mom had to prove everyone (including the doctors) wrong, as always :o) Don’t know how, exactly, but that’s mom for ya! We all think it has a lot to do with her strong faith, determination and newfound outlook on life. It is now over 20 years later and she is still good ol’ mom, proving everyone wrong and that “mother knows best”, donning less make-up, but more beautiful than ever because her beauty radiates from within.

In honor of my beautiful, strong-willed, dedicated, smart, independent, [insert any and all positive adjectives you can think of here] breast cancer survivor of a mother, I will be participating in Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure on Sunday, April 26th, 2009 and Revlon Run/Walk on May 2, 2009 in hopes that we can keep raising enough money to fund research…Hopefully, one day, there will be a cure so that no one will have to go through what my mom and all the other women have endured in dealing with this disease.

One of the longest weeks…

Razz got Christened on Sunday, March 2nd. It was a crazy day to say the least. Due to time constraints, we had to go to restaurant first, then the Church and then back to the restaurant. We had the reservations from 12-4:30pm, but we couldn’t get our priest until 2pm. It was confusing, but all good in the end. Everyone had their fill :)

However, the day wasn’t all fine and dandy. There was drama. BIG drama and I’m still not sure how to handle it b/c really? It didn’t have to go down like that on Razz’ day. But, there was happiness. At the end of the day, it was good. We redeemed the rest of the day and made it all about Razz b/c well, it was her day after all. Poor girl got really hot so she ended up wearing her onesie most of the time instead of her beautiful Philippine style / made Christening gown. At least we got some pictures of her in it :)  pDaddy was looking dapper and I need to learn how to walk / wear heels again.  My feet were killing me!

So, that was Sunday. We got home and we were drained.

As of Monday night, “Mum” (my mom) was in the hospital for a Cardiac Cath to be done on Tuesday. Turns out she was supposed to get it done on Monday b/c the Doctor was only available there on Mondays and Wednesdays. So, they couldn’t do it until Wednesday. On Wednesday, they found a blockage on her Left Main Artery. It was 70%-75% blocked. That means only 1/3 or 1/4 of heart was working right. Next to this blockage, they found an aneurysm. On Thursday, they moved her to a different hospital since that aneurysm made her high risk. At this hospital, they would determine whether or not they would do an Angioplasty and insert a stent (my dad went through this last year and had 3 stents put in, but not on his main artery) or if they would have to do open heart surgery on her b/c of the aneurysm.

They decided to do the Angioplasty, but had a surgical team on stand by just in case something happened and they needed to give her Open Heart Surgery. Thank goodness all is well so far and we hope it stays that way. She is finally at home and resting. She is finally waking up with NO headaches and her blood pressure is a lot lower. The prayers have been endless.

What an exhausting week. My body was / is so drained. Add to that a cold / cough that I caught from my beautiful girls and I am just ready to curl up in bed.