I've anxiously waited for half a year to finally hear a good news. But today, a phonecall broke my heart hearing from the other line that I am not yet cured. Yes, I am still sick. My family and I assumes that I got this from my grandmother who passed away a month before we found out that I actually have this disease.(FYI: consider me non-infectious. The doctor told me that contagious stage had already passed)
I was really looking forward for the doctor to tell me to just take care of my health better and that he'd give me a clearance certificate. I am already through having my daily high dosage medication for six months! ...Learning that I still have this illness weakens my spirit. Day after day, I am feeling useless. My confidence level is going down. I don't know what to do anymore.
I always pray to God to heal me from this. I know that everything happens for a reason. But please God, give me strength. Let me not lose hope.
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| The Ellay having lomi snack alone. |
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