My husband had an accident, involving a caustic soda burst or leakage. He suffered 1st degree burns on his upper body, arms and face. I was told he was already brought to Royal Darwin Hospital in Australia. My honey, my ever prayerful honey! How could this thing ever happened to a man whose faith in God is unquestionable? I would have died from grief had I not thought of my children, my very young children. They need me the most now more than ever. It took forever when I finally got my passport renewed and granted Australian Visa. The travel was excruciatingly long when you wish to be with the love of your life who is out there alone and injured. The thought of almost losing him is unbearable. It felt like a part of me has already died.
The burns turned out to be superficial and immediately got healed. His eyes were the ones severely damaged. The eyes! I could not remember the last time I cried so hard like I did when I was told by the attending eye specialist that he would forever be visually impaired. I could not bear the thought of him losing his sights and not being able to see our children grow. Why did it ever happen to us? We are just starting? We have many dreams. We have very young children.
Back in the country, treatment still continues. We are hopeful that in God's grace and mercy, honey will fully recover and regain his visions. The doctors are upbeat that his chances to fully recover is possible.
For now, we lift up everything to the Almighty. We find comfort and peace in prayers. Family and friends are one with us in our prayers.
"For better or for worse...", I will stand by my honey. He may not be seeing clearly these days, but I am sure, his heart is feeling much love. The eyes may not see, but the heart will..
I hope to be able to document the progress in the days to come, and I fervently pray and hope that each day would be better than the last.
