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Miracle Needs Faith

I cannot imagine that this will going to happen that my librarian-best friend will be joining to the Creator as a young woman at 35.

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I cannot imagine

THE EVE OF THE DECADE ANNIVERSARY of the 9/11 attack in Manhattan, New York. 10AM of September 10, 2011, I decided to bring my netbook for work which I do not usually bring. I’ve reach my workplace 15 minutes before 12NN. At 12:05PM, I brought out my netbook from the bag then plug-in to the electrical outlet then press the power button. Then, while waiting for my operating system to run, I checked my other work-related task to accomplish. I decided to open my internet explorer to hook with the wi-fi connection available in the library.


While opening the social networking site, the netbook automatically signed me in into my own account. I’ve seen lots of things to read. And one thing that I’ve read that I cannot imagine if I am surprise, dismayed, or whatever emotion it could be was seeing lots of prayer concerns to Beng.


Beng is my bestfriend. She’s my classmate from first year to fourth year during our college days then became my co-worker in Diliman Preparatory School (DPS) for more than a decade. She’s also the Godmother of my eldest son and also me as the Godfather of her son. Truly, we serve as best friend despite of differences in some situations. But as of this writing, I am not connected anymore with DPS, I just transferred to National College of Business and Arts (NCBA) Fairview Branch as a Library Supervisor.


From the wall post of our different friends in DPS it states “Prayer concern for Beng. She is our librarian in DPS Nova diagnosed with rectal cancer. She’s turning 35 this coming Tuesday and the best gift for her and to her 8-year old son is to get away from that disease…” I also repost the said statement.


I chat with to others whom they know also about Beng’s case.


I was shocked. I don’t have mobile load that time so, I opened my free SMS account then immediately log-in to my own account. I sent her a message questioning of what really happening to her? Then because of her busy schedule with the medications and concerned visitors, she only replied to my mobile phone for more or less than three hours. She said: “I’m sorry, I didn’t reply immediately. I have a rectal cancer. Hope to see you more.”


Although, I am aware what rectal cancer, but I cannot imagine that’s happening right now to my best friend. I promised to her to visit at the hospital as soon as possible despite my difficulties in finance. Then she replied with “Thanks”.

She has Rectal Cancer

While on my way home, our friend also named Wendy (nurse of DPS) sent me a text message stating “Rectosigmoid CA w/ serosal, lymphnode, liver & lung mestases. Result of CT scan of Beng. And it is like already in the stage 4.” Although I am not really well-known with medical terminologies but with simple English, I re-read her text message several times that the disease is not easy to escape. And it will put my best friend into 50/50 life status. My heart shouted “No!”


When I got home, I immediately told to my wife, what’s happening to Beng. Of course, she’s also shocked.


On the next day (September 11, 2011), my planned visit to her was not materialized due to my financial problem. I called the attention of my mother to lend some money just to visit Beng at the hospital. Then she handed me two hundred pesos. I immediately sent a text message to my best friend that I am going to visit her the next day after my office work. And a short message from her: “Ok, I’ll just wait you tomorrow. Take care!”


Again, on the next day (September 12, 2011), after my office work, I immediately rushed to the hospital. It took me 45 minutes to reach the place with a bus ride. Then I proceeded to Room 4027A, I pushed the door to open. Although she has visitors but on that first 5 seconds, the only person registered in my eyes was her face. She immediately approached me with joy. Me as her best friend, don’t know how to react. Am I happy to see her in that scenario? Of course, not!


While her visitors were happy talking each other, me on the other hand, standing at the corner of her room suffers lip-zip. I cannot talk. I just smile for a bit especially when Beng smiled at me and whispered in my ears: “Your problem is not that difficult just like mine!”


She also whispered to me: “Don’t ever tell me again that you are going to sell your soul to the devil just because of your problems!” then she smiled.


I replied with a smile also and don’t know how to react more with what’s happening.


Then, again, one of the co-workers entertained with lots of jokes and other scenarios to make the cancer patient, a happy lady. Of course, she smiled but in my case, none of the jokes and scenarios they mentioned registered in my mind. I am more of a focus reminiscing the happy times with my best friend while looking on her face.


Around 5:30PM, her co-worker (my former co-worker), continue to share jokes and scenarios but still none of those want to register in my mind. Until, some of them they are going to leave early to avoid the traffic rush. And I found a place to sat down and still don’t know how to react especially when Beng smiled at me.


Around 6:00PM, the doctor came into picture, talked to her. The lady doctor talked to her about the real scenario. They talked about the sensitive cases of her disease, indications and the medications. In our presence, they also talked about the hospital billings as well as the price of the medications. An above the roof price shocked us.


I said to myself: “I want to help you, Beng, but how can I help?”


While she’s talking to the doctor, Beng merely looked at me and smiled. Then I read her lips without sound saying: “Now what, Luis, is your problem too big than mine?”


While the doctor did the talking, she slowly released the liquid of emotion from her eyes. Then I found myself releasing the liquid coming from my eyes too. Then the doctor move-out from the premises.


“God, why… why this is happening?” I questioned God through my self-prayer. I don’t know, if I am going to question the Creator but that’s what I thought during the crying out loud of my best friend.


Beng, finally released liquid emotion when her beloved son CJay called up to the mobile phone then asking help for his assignments. The 8-year old son started crying when he sensed that his mother also crying. While they do the talk, some of the visitors also slowly releasing the liquid from their eyes.


“God has a purpose why this is happening!” a voice from somewhere else.


Then, I handed to Beng my poem (written in Filipino) which I made before I proceeded to the hospital.


“Read that after I leave!” I just said.


“Yes, I will. Thanks.” She said.

This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and does not substitute for diagnosis, prognosis, treatment, prescription, and/or dietary advice from a licensed health professional. Drugs, supplements, and natural remedies may have dangerous side effects. If pregnant or nursing, consult with a qualified provider on an individual basis. Seek immediate help if you are experiencing a medical emergency.

© 2019 Luis G Asuncion

Comments

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on June 22, 2020:

Although, I am not sure if Liz purchased my book about "Miracle Needs Faith" because I found a purchase order from UK with this title. Anyway, if in case, you are the one who purchase it, thanks. God bless you so much, hope you inspires a lot with my interaction with cancer patient friend.

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on December 18, 2019:

Thanks for sharing here Liz also about your friend.

Liz Westwood from UK on December 18, 2019:

Thanks for sharing this. Losing friends to cancer is very sad, especially as most go way before their time. My friend once said 'I don't know where we would be without our faith'. Now I picture her organising things in heaven, because she was such a good organiser here. It's even sadder when young children are left without a parent.

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on December 18, 2019:

At first I find it difficult to accept that time. Anyway, thanks for commenting PAM. I appreciate it.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on December 18, 2019:

It is very difficult to have anyone you care about having a terminal disease. It is so sad and maybe we will understand life so much better when we pass on and see God. I am glad you shared this experience with all of us as I know that must be a little bit difficult.

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on December 18, 2019:

Thanks Eric for sharing experience in cancer here in my hub.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on December 18, 2019:

In my second battle with cancer I can totally relate. Took my son with me to a therapist just Monday. Those of us who are "sick" must step up and take care of those who love us.

Fantastic piece here friend.

I am still breathing so we believe in miracles.

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on December 18, 2019:

Yes. It was happened last 2011. She passed away November 7, 2011.

RoadMonkey on December 18, 2019:

I see this happened back in 2011. Did your friend survive? It is terrible when you are really sick and then have to worry about medical bills too. It is always difficult when young children are affected.

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on December 18, 2019:

Thanks Ann for that heartwarming comment. I really appreciate it.

Luis G Asuncion (author) from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on December 18, 2019:

Thanks for sharing about your friend's life with cancer.

Ann Carr from SW England on December 17, 2019:

So sorry to read about the case of your friend. She seemed brave. How difficult it is when so many lives are affected by just one person's illness. It's hard to share something like that, so you are brave to describe your reactions for all to read. Well done.

Ann

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on December 17, 2019:

Thanks for sharing this experience. I know of someone who was diagnosed with fourth stage cancer and it had spread to many parts of the body. Immunol therapy has saved this person's life.