These past few days my life has been quite hectic again. I was happy when the doctor told us that we could finally go home provided the test result came back positive. I was told to also buy oxygen. At first I was like, “ Oxygen?!!” and the doctor speaks as if it was something cheap.

Long story short, I got the portable oxygen and was happy that we all finally would leave the hospital. Because not gonna lie, living inside the hospital for days is exhausting. I also feel sorry for my mom because the sleeping condition isn’t ideal for any healthy human being. You could end up getting sick.

But as I was delivering the oxygen back to my adoptive dad’s place, I got a call from my mom that apparently, we still have to stay inside the hospital for unknown days. My adoptive dad has something called Pulmonary edema and the treatment involves sucking up the fluid and can only be done during working days. I felt pretty sad hearing that and worried about my mom’s condition.

I told my mom that I can’t stay inside the hospital again for the time being. I am also getting sick and it’s not good for me to be surrounded with patients suffering from pulmonary illness. At the same time, I have to move between my mom’s and dad’s home as they live separately for a few years now. My dad’s home is massive and pretty scary while my mom’s is a lot smaller and I still have grandma who lives with me. So, I opt to stay with my mom’s side of the family.

After delivering the oxygen, I got back to the hospital and witnessed how the Thoracentesis procedure was done. It’s non-invasive and pretty interesting to see. The nurses put the fluid inside a plastic bottle. While the procedure isn’t scary it was pretty disgusting for me. I took a picture just to show my family members and friends to remind them not to smoke since my dad's first case was pneumonia. Smoking is definitely his major risk as it was mentioned dozens of times by nurses and the doctors.

I also finally got a proper rest from the last 2 weeks constantly moving, walking, and adjusting myself to this newer routine. Today I also visited the hospital but not for long. I stayed there to deliver some fresh clothes and just go back home. I haven’t even touched my laptop in a while as well. As things got pretty hectic and I can’t even think.

I’ve been pretty much going on an auto-pilot where living is more about surviving. But that’s okay, maybe next year is going to be a better one. It’s festive season and sadly, I can’t feel the festivities at all but I hope all of you could feel it. Afterall, for some of us, it's the most awaited time of the year.