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Lennon’s Heart

My cousin has always been an avid fan of The Beatles, particularly John Lennon, that it comes as no surprise that he named his firstborn child Lennon.

My newest nephew, Lennon, was born on 08 August 2016. We all thought that he was a healthy baby, considering that both parents were also healthy. A week after, while in a routine check-up, he was diagnosed with Transposition of the Great Arteries (TGA).

According to Centers for Disease and Prevention, TGA is a heart condition that is present at birth. It occurs when the two main arteries going out of the heart are switches in position or transposed.

Lennon had to undergo an open-heart surgery at 11 days old to correct his TGA. The procedure was successful and he is currently recovering at The Philippine Heart Center. He is still confined in the Intensive Care Unit (ICU), and as expected, this doesn’t come cheap.

As far as I know, the procedure is around PHP1M (USD20,000.00) and this doesn’t include the medicines, hospital room, equipment, doctor’s fee, etc. When I visited him last week, I found out that the hospital room itself was already PHP3,900.00/day (USD80.00), and this is separate from the ICU.

While my cousin and his wife are hardworking individuals, they simply cannot do this on their own. The expenses are piling up by the day. My cousin set up a GoFund Me account to raise funds for Lennon’s medical bill. I’m not sure how this works, but I hope you can check it out when you have time.

Link: https://www.gofundme.com/babylennonpolinag

He’s a fighter, this one. We believe that he will get through this ordeal stronger than ever.

I’m Back!

The long hiatus is over. (Hopefully!)

My domain tangledupindaydreams.net is no longer available and I changed my blog’s theme to a more basic one. Also, I am trying to declutter and organise my previous posts.
Just a few more days and I’ll be back for good.

I’m so sorry blog, for abandoning you once again.

Don’t Let This Happen

imageCame across this today and it just hit me hard.

When “signs of depression” is part of your Google search history, then everything is not a-ok. I spend a huge chunk of my life trying to please everyone to the point that I inadvertently (or voluntarily) sacrifice my own happiness and well-being as a result.

I miss who I used to be. I was full of life, full of color. I used to paint, create art…now I can’t even draw a decent picture. Some days it takes every ounce of strength just to get out of bed in the morning. Monday mornings are the worst. I feel like I am in an a rut. I feel stuck, like I am being pushed against a wall.

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Note: I had this saved in my drafts since 21 May 2016. I think I was a bit down at the time, considering the tone. I guess I never got the chance to continue writing this because the optimist in me prevailed. There are times when it feels as if every single day is like a battle to be won, but I know in my heart that I will always fight hard to win.