Confession of a Spouse: A Story Behind A Stroke


She's been with me for more than two years and since then, me and my husband really trust her, technically, on everything. Trust is a big word to utter but she deserves it. She was then my Tatyana's nanny. But within those years, she became more than just a nanny. She became a family and she never fails to treat us the same. Suddenly, that nanny thing is, now gone. And our Nanay eBay (Mom eBay / Genoveva) came to its existence.

One day, a funny thing happened. Our family is having recreational activity, we are walking on the boulevard. A little child asked my kid Tatyana if what's the name of her mommy. To my surprised she did not mention my name but her nanny's name. Normally, it should upset me. But it did not. Maybe because Nanay eBay do not just became a family to us, she also became my Tatyana's best friend and her second mom.

Last year, sad to say, I heard her talking to somebody. She is talking about some stuff that never even came into my mind. Stuff I consider absurd. But one day, the absurdness of the word broke the silence of our home. "I need to stop working", she said, without even looking at us. "My husband suffered from stroke and no one will take care of him", she added.

Everyone's faces turn serious and, notably, speechless. Of course, I do not want to let her go, but then, deep inside me, I do understand all her sentiments. Unexpectedly, I said, "Of course and you may come back anytime you please". I am really hoping the latter thing to happen in the very near future. Imagine, I have to do everything now, alone, since my husband is at work every single day. In the bigger picture, who will take care of my kids when I am about to leave for six months for my review. This is such a mess. A big one!

We tried to find a replacement, but no one is as good as she is. Days pass. Then become weeks. I was supposed to leave last week, but I can not because no one will look at my kids. I am super disgusted of everything, that I came to the point of giving up my dream. Then, I heard a familiar voice at the gate. She was smiling, older and thinner than the last time I saw her. I shouted, "Nay!" [Nanay is a Tagalog word for Mother].

She's back!

Everyone was happy that day. Deep inside, I wanted to ask her about what happened, but I do not want to be so insensitive about her problems, so I chose to shut up. I flew to Manila and every two months I visited them. But now, I broke the silence. Here is my interview with Nanay eBay (Genoveva).

Nay, how hard was it?

It is very hard. In fact, no word has the power to describe every pain I feel.

Feel, not felt? Do you still have a problem about it ?

Actually, I do not intend to go back working, but if I will not, me, my kids and even my stroke-survivor husband will die this year. We have no food, we have nothing but problems, we have no one to run to, and the only thing I can do to help myself and my family is to work again.

Who is taking care of your husband now ?

My son, Ekoy, is helping him and taking good care of him now. But, Ekoy is still studying so he is alone in our house during daytime or school time.

If, you are there today, what do you think you do?

Early morning I bathe him and prepare food , if I could find something to eat that early. And then, I massage him day and night. People are telling me that it is good for a stroke-survivors. So, I put a try on it .

I also hang a rope in our house trusses for him to pull every now and then. I can see his eagerness to be normal again.

What is the hardest thing you ever experienced while in that situation?

The hardest thing is defecating while lying. We have no bed pan to use and I can not even afford one. It is really, really hard. Also, it is very hard to be a nurse and a head of the family at the same time. You can not take care of someone while working in another place.

Is there any progress on him?

Yes, he can walk now, but he must use a cane as a support.

So you mean, he is okay?

Yes. He is quite okay compared to before.

What about you, are you okay, now?

I do not know. I do not like the idea. We are still broke. Sometimes, I think I'm being punished . I am not the one who suffered from stroke, but I play the hardest part I could ever imagine.

The sad thing is I regret asking the last part, so it ends here.

Allahlea is a freelance writer. She writes online and offline. Online she is writing web contents, SEO based articles, and press release of different niches from clothing to railings. Locally, Allahlea is hired in preparing thesis / dissertations for graduating students. She's a degree holder of both Bachelor of Laws and Bachelor of Arts in Political Science. Recently, she's been teaching English to Chinese learners.

When asked to describe herself, she simply told everyone: "I am just a nobody, but a mother of my two gorgeous and loving kids. As an individual, I usually see myself as a DREAMER, and I intend to work on every dream I He has. "


Source by Allahlea C. Elumba-Carreon

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