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Hello, 2019!

In 2018, our family made drugstores, doctors, and hospitals richer. It was quite ironic that when my husband and I decided to be healthier (he started going to the gym and I started boxing), that was when we started having health issues. So bum life na lang dapat??

It was my husband’s first time to be hospitalized in decades. He started taking a million maintenance medicines. He had to go to the ER for hypertension. 

2018 was also the year when my son’s asthma/allergies broke out - skin, respiratory, etc. He’s been on maintenance medicines for those too and he has to use expensive soaps and lotions. 

I’m having OB gyne issues myself. 

The final week of 2018 was extremely tough because we’ve been hit by a terrible cough colds combo. The little boy had fever and had to take antibiotics. The husband has been making scary coughing sounds. 

Apart from the health issues, I also got entangled with some people who were absolutely not worth my time and effort. 

I was offered an opportunity to work overseas. But the terms were not too family friendly. So although we’ve been seriously contemplating about migrating, we had to let go of that chance. 

So with all those things that happened in 2018, I enter 2019 with lots of fears, doubts, and anxiety. If there’s only one thing I can pray and wish and hope for this year, it would be for my family’s health and safety (2 things ba yun?).  While I’m afraid that the health issues will persist, I’m still grateful to welcome this new year with my family. A fresh start to our quest to be healthier. I’ll try not to worry too much. Because as Patterson and Clinton said in their book The President is Missing, “but until we’re dead, we’re alive.” So, why worry? :)

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