I am dedicated to the Lord Jesus Christ, Who brought me out of the darkness and into His light, and Who is the example of someone who wasn't afraid to hang out with society's "undesirables" in order to show them The Way, The Truth, and The Life.
(old christian goth saying)

Monday, May 12, 2008

a father's cry

so where do i begin? for starters, i am very, very much devastated. why? because now, i know i failed, miserably. i really dont know what to do, where to go, and/or what to think. it sucks. i screwed up, BIG TIME.

it hurts a lot to think that i failed my family. i failed their expectations. i failed. I FAILED.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

first born

last May 8, 2008 at around 8:14 am, Thursday, Manila time, my son was born. he was born at Medical City, expensive hospital, but then again, the service is commendable. Chet and i were expecting the baby on May 12, 2008. but since the incident at Alabang Medical Clinic last May 6, 2008 that gave her the creeps, she bled til the next day, May 7, 2008. i rushed her to the hospital for assistance. we came at around 1 am, she was then checked, and re-checked. after a few minutes, it was decided that she needs to be admitted already. we agreed to the decision made. at around 4 am, her family arrived. then, at 8:14, we were told that she already gave birth to our son. i was excited though i don't really know if i am.

cleaned and ready cleaned up

we were then asked to proceed to where we will be escorted and have a glimpse of my son. we rushed in, together with Nonoy who happens to be one of the Godfathers of my son and my best friend. we then had a first glimpse of my first born. hahaha! i was stunned! i don't know what to do, so i grabbed my phone, took shots and... nothing. my phone is an old version so it didn't took that good photos. but then again, i had given the video camera to the nurse who managed to take pictures inside the delivery room. here's some of the shots taken...
one eyed...
cleaned and ready

but as of the moment, we have a problem. the hospital bill amounts to P33,000++. and the money that we had, has vanished. we had to pay some bills, some debts, and we used the money for it.

not that i am ungrateful, but some people don't know how to value a loved one's priorities. they talked trash at you, for you, on you, etc. but once they see your son, they would be this loving people imagined. but then again, they are the ones who will hurt you again. and talk about money. but i had been approached by Chet's friends and told me to just shoved it off. ok. for now.

but i still want my family. my son. to be beside me. that i may take care of them. i need financial assistance.