Rony

Today, my former office mate's brother, Rony was buried. He is only 48 years old and he suffered a lot before his death on New Year's day.

I wrote earlier that he was finally discharged on the 17th of December after being in the hospital for 3 months. I was so happy to know about his coming home and thought he would recover faster in his own home.

Meldy was composed when I was talking with her but her eyes showed her grief! She talked about Rony's last days. They got to enjoy Christmas as he was okay though he had a full time caregiver with him. However, on the 30th of December they noticed that he just kept on sleeping and called his doctor who said that it was the effect of the medicine and they should just let him rest and observe him. They did not immediately panic because he has had such episodes before, however, when it was getting longer they already brought him to the hospital.

His was in bad condition and the doctor told them that something was wrong with the brain and that he might not live long and that even if he lives he would no longer be able to function normally, so they have to decide if they want him in life support. To put ones life into your hands... to decide whether one should live or die... that is heavy on the heart! They signed the waiver, only asked for ventilator so he could breathe. No life support and no reviving if he goes into an arrest.The doctor told them that something is wrong with his brain yet he was still able to respond with his head on their questions. He could not talk but he was able to communicate and he told his sisters that he was tired. And with heavy heart, they told him to rest.

Their hearts are heavy now... but Rony's life was not really in their hands. God decides! He decided that Rony should be with Him, he will be at peace and without pain. And in time Meldy and her whole family's hearts will be light again.