Faith in human betterment?

October 14, 2021. No. 35

Sometimes life hits you hard in different ways, but you always try to get ahead with your own effort and hard work. But sometimes, as much as you are kind and respect others, and help others, life does not always return the same letters to you. The unthinkable happened to me yesterday. These things make you lose faith at times in humanity, that a better world is possible, a world of love for others. Without a doubt an experience not to relive, but one that I want to share with you.

Many already know the health situation of my little son, which I told you a little more in detail in my previous article. It turns out that yesterday we had scheduled a consultation with his doctor after almost 1 year of quarantine due to covid-19. All this time without his doctor being able to see him, and also without leaving home practically at all. We left very early to catch a bus since I don't have a car. We had to walk a long way to get to the bus stop. When my son walks a lot, due to his limitations, he gets married fast, apart from walking slowly. So it is best to carry it loaded most of the way. He's 5 years old, so you can imagine how heavy he is already, Ahah. All the time loaded until the stop. I arrived super tired. The bus took a while to arrive, meanwhile we were sitting waiting.

At last, the bus appeared, and we took all precautions not to catch COVID-19 despite being vaccinated, we got on. We immediately went to find the child seat or the physically handicapped, so that my wife could sit with my son there. The bus only had two seats for these cases. Both were occupied by elderly people with different limitations. The rest of the seats were occupied by men and women. We walked in the middle of the bus, and no one designed to give us a seat. After a few minutes, my son begins to complain because the window was too high, it did not give him enough air. The mother carried him to raise him so that he was near the window. It was a difficult task so she got tired fast, and then I carried him. We were like that for a long time. I was carrying it and everyone was looking at that situation, but no one offered their seat. We had been traveling for a long time when he tells me that he has dizziness and wants to vomit. So I tried to get more air through the window, but what happened that we did not want to happen. It was too late and he vomited. The face mask held some of the vomit, and luckily it wasn't much. Although it was enough for our clothes to get dirty. Immediately everyone made space in the bus and it was there where the situation could no longer endure and shouted: “Gentlemen, is it possible that there is no one who offers to give us a seat for the child and the mother? We are not going to a party, we are going to a hospital! "

At that time everyone who was standing looked at those sitting and told them horrors. Even men sitting without even moving. A woman got up at that moment and gave us the seat. We had wet towels and toilet paper, so we managed to clean ourselves up a bit and the boy, sitting by the window, got himself together again. Everyone was shocked by the situation. But only one person did get up and it was at the last moment when there was no other choice. Also, it hurts me that it was a woman and not a man to provide her seat.

They always taught me as a child to be chivalrous. When I saw an old man, a pregnant woman, or a mother with a child, give them my seat or my help if they need it. This is how I have always fulfilled it in my life, and I feel very happy to do so. Despite all this, I will continue to do so. I cannot allow someone to dismiss me as having so few feelings, and I will not follow the bad example of a few yesterdays.

I want to believe that there are still good people in this world, who put others above themselves. That they love and respect, that they support and build. Despite the fact that a few only destroy and criticize, and do not literally contribute anything to society. I do not forget the faces of all those who were sitting placidly, and they did not move a hair to help us. Perhaps one day we will stumble on the streets again. After all, it is a handkerchief.

We arrived at the consultation at the hospital and went to the bathroom to sanitize ourselves a bit. The doctor attended to us, and after asking all the corresponding questions, he ended with the news that we did not want to hear: "He has to keep waiting, the hospital has not yet opened for admission." We are waiting to be able to apply intravenous immunoglobulin (IVIG), but it has to be prior to admission. Damn covid-19 that has the world turned upside down and the health of my son in Jacke! They are making arrangements with another hospital that does have a pediatric ward attending these cases to see if we can do the treatment there. This treatment hasn't been done yet, and experts say it's the best treatment for CIDP, so we have faith that it will improve your motor skills afterward. We just want to start now!

This is it for today friends. Excuse the graphic description, but I had no other way to approach the subject. Do you think that love for others is over? Should we still have faith in human betterment? After experiencing something as delicate as this firsthand, it is difficult for one to think otherwise. But I'd rather stay in the light than go to the shadows. Nothing and no one will change the way I am. I will continue to lead by example whenever I can, and help those most in need. That is for sure.

Thanks for reading me today. The last article “My worst nightmare is: That my son does not regain his strength” touched on the topic of my son in more detail and was also a way to introduce a new #prompt called “My worst nightmare is…”. Feel free to participate, even if you are afraid of frogs, Ahah.

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