Ondoy’s Unfriendly Visit to the Philippines

Last Satuday, when the water was almost getting into the house, my sister and I got our own dustpans and used it to scoop the water out on the streets. After about ten minutes, we noticed that the scooping out isn’t helping so we all decided to lift our things up to save them from getting wet.

Thirty minutes after, the water was knee-deep. The rain didn’t stop and the water kept rising. We all stopped lifting and headed to the second floor to dry up. All I could do was to pray it doesn’t reach us. I am very thankful it didn’t.

Morning came, the water was gone, but our things, wet. It’s not hard to tell that it will take days to restore.

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Last week, my dad was operated. He was scheduled to get discharged Saturday morning, but because he kept telling the doctors that he’d rather rest at home, they sent him home Friday afternoon.

Money was a factor in deciding which hospital to confine him at. Our first choice ofcourse was St. Lukes, but if our budget wouldn’t match, our next choice was UERM. We decided to go to St. Lukes. Last Sunday, I saw a video of UERM hospital. The cars were floating like boats and the people, stranded.

Since we we’re expecting to stay in the hospital for a while, we did the groceries last week —- complete from noodles to tissue papers. These were what we consumed when we got stranded inside our house and couldn’t get out because of the flood.

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Weighing the two, I’m very thankful that it was only our things that got damaged and our family, intact. Keep safe everyone and keep the faith.

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