A night of intrigue, of mixed emotions, of long waiting… Last night was a warning; history repeats itself, the experiences of nine years ago.
It was about six o'clock in the evening when the phone rang, Matthew's mother informed me that the child had been admitted to the hospital with a clinical condition already experienced with my daughter Sofia, when she was the same age as her brother Matthew. Tiredness, pallor, infection, bone pain, headache, and nosebleeds?
On arrival at the hospital, I was told that a smear test, a peripheral blood test and a bone marrow test were urgently needed. I have no idea of the pain of taking the bone marrow sample, but I don't wish it on anyone; I lived through that experience with Sophia and I know what she went through, “I don't want that for Matthew”.
Yes, you are reading me, you may be thinking “what the fuck do I care”, certainly; but, it's a way of venting, I understand that you have your own problems and that everyone lives their own life, everyone “tends to the leaks in their own house”. Thank you for your blessings, only those of us who have been through it will know what it feels like, what it suffers…
One wonders “why a child, a little one who is just opening up to life”. Part of the lyrics of the song “Song of the Chosen” by Silvio Rodríguez (1968) came to my mind, specifically: “… the most terrible things are learnt at once and the beautiful things cost us our lives”. Perhaps the author was referring to “resignation”.
Fortunately, Matthew made it through this first round; battered by the passing hours, but alive. It was like “The dark night of the soul” by John of the Cross (XVI), but projected towards the love of father and son; whoever has read him will understand me. Definitely, “not today”, my “milk loaf” as we affectionately call him, is still with us in the boat, with many waters to cross before disembarking in a port of no return.
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It so sad to hear about Matthew and his conditions and I pray he get through all these.
No one deserves to be in that condition.
I don’t know if you’re religious but there’s no harm in praying for his well being.
God... You have chilled my soul, my friend. I mean, your chronicle is heartbreaking and frankly I feel so much empathy for you. I dare not say anything but strength, and above all a lot of wisdom.
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A very difficult and painful situation. Illness is always a hard event but in children much more. May God give you strength to get through it dear. A big hug from Maracay.
As you know @amigoponc, I have two daughters, I understand you perfectly and I know what you lived through with Sofia. I can't find words that can remedy your situation, but my prayers, my humble prayers that you find comfort and have the strength to move forward.
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Hopefully Matthew is doing better now.