seven years ago, i was a first year High School student and i almost died.

seven years ago, death never came up in my mind nor did i think i was so close to dying. it wasn't any illness that hit me. it was something far more unimaginable than that. something was missing in my body. sad to say, i wasn't born fully developed as a human being.

the pain i felt was eating me inside. devouring every piece of me, making me feel paralyzed. most of the time, i would crouch down, hands on my tummy, crying and sweating at the same time. when i can't bear the pain anymore, i would lay down on the floor, ask help and just shout as if it would cause the pain to go away.

i was confused on what was happening to me -- to my body. i thought it was a punishment but whatever it was, it helped me see how beautiful life is regardless of how much pain it caused me.

i thought i would die at a very young age. i was afraid of what was going on around me. then the operation day came. all i remembered was i was in a room full of doctors or nurses. i guess they were astounded of my condition since i'm the second patient in that hospital to undergo that procedure. the hospital was built in 1901. i was operated in July of 2003.

they were able to collect almost 3 liters of bad fluid in my body. the fluid, if not stopped, would cause to poison me.

i woke up in the recovery room. i was surrounded with large lamps to make me feel warm.

since then, i'm able to live my life normally. no more crouching down and shouting for help. though my absence caused me to fail 5 subjects, i was still thankful of the second life the Lord has given me.

i saw the sunset and i witnessed it rise.

TTFN.