The Therapist In the Flood

My late grandmother got a stroke or Cerebrovascular accident, after her hospitalization the sister from the U.S. invited her to undergo a more comprehensive medical check-up in Chicago.

So, we fly to Chicago and my grandma was checked by great doctors. Being paralyzed on the left side of her body, she was suggested to have Physical Therapy, but since she insisted on going home after a few days, her sister paid the Physiotherapist to fly with us back to the Philippines. And I felt bad, why taking anyone else for her Physiotherapy needs when I’m a PT myself?! However, I can’t force myself into it, and let them decide what is the best as siblings.

Back in  our home sweet home, the Physiotherapy went well and I am fairly satisfied with the treatment regimen my grandma has been receiving. “All good,” I told my grandaunt when she called one time by phone.

In the next few days our place got flooded after heavy rains, the flood water reached up to our hips, and the people in the neighborhood started to make small bridges made of wood from house to house that will serve as a walk path. This persisted for a week and had brought problems in our lives, including the PT treatment of my grandmother. 

One morning, I saw my grandma and her Physiotherapist exercising in the floodwater, both of them were immersed in the water doing hydrotherapy! I was so mad and furious, I shouted at the therapist to stop and to bring my grandma back to her room.

I was so angry that I texted my grandaunt that she should take this therapist out of here because she’s doing insane things to the patient. I told her to call back and that we need to talk.

When the phone rings… I woke up and thank God it was just a dream. My goodness! The flood creeps even in my dreams, hahah! Crazy!

Hello guys! Another rainy day and night and vice versa for us here in the Southern part of the Philippines. I love rain, but this time it's just too much... Much that my subconscious mind would give me a dream as weird as the one above, lol!

Oh well, I wish I had gone to Chicago though and visit my grandaunt because I bet she's really old now, perhaps in her 80's.

Also, I love to dream about my late grandmother, she passed away 10 years ago and we just celebrated her death anniversary last month. I think I missed her so much, I'm always grateful to her because she always had that big heart, aww now I'm in tears. Let's end it here.

Thank you for reading this crazy non-sense, lol! God bless y'all and stay safe!

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03/07/2022

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