Yesterday (March 1) was one rare occasion when my phone was extraordinarily busy... In fact, it started ringing and beeping as early as 12:01 AM of March 1. I thought it was weird that a consensus was reached to start the day with 12:01 AM... In short, I did not get my much needed sleep again, but on the other hand I was so glad that a lot of people remembered... Expectedly therefore, when the sun was just about to caress the horizon, I woke up from my bed with a wobble... A wobble that got me to some unknown place with barely anything making any sense. I mean, I was suppose to be in school with my students sharing a crack at science or anything scientific but I was in this place with my mind at its most silent... A silent mind of course does not become me...
I was in a weird place yesterday doing nothing... just lying flat on my back, almost without discernible kinetic energy, horizontal in an otherwise elevated bed with white sheets spread over from one crease to another. It was not a very comfortable place in which to start, much less to spend, March 1... But I was told that I have to... Yes, at the back of my mind, I thought that I really have to brave this white-bed-in-a-white-room torment to be able to stand the day... And how so lucky I am...
Then from afar, a siren red-shifted to my direction... I thought that that was logical to hear given the day's significance. March 1 commences the Fire Prevention Month. Then the red-shift never shifted further to blue-shift... The siren stopped right where I was trapped. Is the building on fire? Am I in further danger? As I wander my eyes around, everyone in white seems to be in a state of adrenaline rush. While everyone not in white is just immobile as I was. And what the... are they doing at the backdrop of an adrenaline rush? I was left with no other recourse but to calm down... Then I have to tell myself that my mind is silent. That was when I figured I was in an Emergency Room. Haha!
In the silence of my mind, the young doctor was struggling to tell me something. Then after a while extending to eternity, he finally broke the news that I needed a CT Scan... A CT... what? I can't believe what I was hearing... Not that it sounded dangerous or what... I thought that it just sounded weird... I asked the doctor once more, "May I know the premise of that prescription?" The doctor said that what I am feeling cannot just be an ordinary case of vertigo because my blood pressure anyway is normal and my system is not responding positively to Serc anymore... I know of course that Serc is just one of the many betahistine drugs available to offset vertigo... And blood pressure goes up and down depending on the body's physiological state at a given time... A CT... what? I'm not sure if what I heard irked me beyond composure that I stormed at the young doctor and told him that other avenues still remain untrekked. Then I offered a complete blood chem... Perhaps it's in the blood... So I had a fast (which is a nice thing to start the Lenten Season with) and a blood test. Of course, the doctor was more than just pleased to tell me that the result of my blood chem (high choloesterol and high creatine) is not enough to trigger my dizziness... Oh Yeah? So he was right and I was wrong... And to dismiss the further bantering off, I said I needed an EENT... And the EENT specialist settled the dispute on the CT Scan once and for all... I was told that I was suffering from a bad kind of vertigo. But he said that my eyes are ok as well as my ears. I thought I've heard more than enough... I wish I could have given the specialist a halo for a saintly affirmation of what I suspect I was feeling... But I wanted nothing more than to be back home. When I arrived home, there were pansit, beverages, and all those appurtences you find of any occasion. Indeed, this is one occasion that I know I have to be thankful for. Then my mom (who is ever religious) filled in the void in my gratefulness. She said, "I've always trusted in the power of prayers. The Lord has listened to my prayer again... You see, there was nothing serious in you... To Him we must give thanks." I was silent for a while or two... I thought I said amen...Then my phone beeped again... Ah my dear Bereans... More greetings from my dear students... I was so touched beyond the spiritual.
Then in the silence of my mind, I realized it was my birthday again...
