On Christmas day we admitted my wife to the North Pointe Hospital on Subic Freeport, Let me explain she is home now and just fine. She had an infection starting in her foot, and while there they found a kidney stone and admitted her for a few days.
MY WIFE MAYANG IS FINE!!!
Our daughter was the one who wanted to stay by her mother’s side and bed sit during her stay. This is a brand new hospital and has a fully stocked pharmacy and the need for the bed sitter has long passed, but traditions still remain.
Due to the care of the Dog Army and the safety of her house I was sent home. This is where it hit me, I had no idea which keys opened which lock and there I was, by myself using the light of my cell phone trying every key in every lock and combination thereof. Twenty minutes later I’m inside with with a new problem, there were outside lights to be on’ed, and of course I knew not where those switches were, as in 13 years I’ve never done it before.
Also this was the very first time I’d spent a night in our house without my wife, and I really didn’t like it one bit. In the morning I figured out how to off the lights, and even make a pot of coffee, something I’ve always known how to do, but was rusty at doing it.
Then at 06:00 AM Mayang’s twin Claira and my niece Shay-shay were at the gate, (who knew it had to be unlocked also, I had just learned about locking it) She was contacted the night before to get to our house early before I burned it down. Shay-shay was happy to be there as I fixed her Blueberry Pancakes and sausage for our breakfast and the Cartoon Network is on 24/7.
Normally Shay would not come with her mother that early, but to prevent gossip about Mayang being gone and… Hell, you know what the petty minds will dream up!
At 06:45 I left the ladies at my house and returned to the Hospital, where all was going well. Mayang was being well cared for and was doing fine. My daughter Hanna and I left to do a speed run to Mac-Do’s for breakfast, as if anyone of our readers has ever tasted hospital food anywhere on earth, you know why.
Alright tiny medical people came and went, medicine was administrated. Even a doctor showed up, and explained that Mayang’s treatment would be over at noon on Tuesday with her last IV (That is not to be confused with the number 4 in roman numerals) All had gone perfectly until, the top doctor in charge decided he was not coming to work during Christmas week. So then at 15:00 (3 PM), I asked the desk when my lady was being discharged? The reply; “Sir, we can do nothing until we can find the doctor. I replied; “Who is looking for him? Then I found that they were afraid to bother his exalted ass about something as trivial as that. I smiled and told them to prepare the bill as we were departing within the hour, and nothing short of armed men could stop us. I stayed smiling and non-confrontational during this inter-change but let them know that it would come to pass. They located the doctor at 16:00 (4 PM) and released my lovely wife to my care.
I was directed to billing, and was promptly told to take a seat and wait. I smiled and explained that I was happy to stand in front of her window and wait. The young lady was waiting for me to go “Ugly Foreigner” but instead, I just kept smiling and speaking politely about what I needed. Then with my son-in-law Chrisanto watching, I started joking with her about anything that came to mind. She was working on my wife’s file and then joking back at me. I told her for fun she should go to the girl at the information booth and ask how far it was to Paris? She seemed to enjoy that and twenty minutes later all my paperwork’s was completed, my wife was cleared from the hospital and I was at the cashier joking that her three day stay cost the same as my new flat screen TV.
While at the cashier I was informed that I could pay using my Visa debit card, which I did, then she informed me that the doctors must be paid in cash. Don’t even ask me why, as I was also confused. I said; But, I have no cash, but she forgot about the PHP 5,000.00 (Cash) I put up as a deposit Sunday night. The doctor’s charges came to PHP 4,980.00, and I wondered if that was pre-planned? Then the young lady saw the envelope that I pointed to that held my deposit and smiled as she had found the cash she needed.
In wrapping this up, first be it known, that my wife is better and in good health once more, and all came out well. We both feel that the hospital and its staff acted with the highest degree of professionalism and courtesy. Any problems we ran into were caused by antiquated procedures set up to justify some petty administrator’s little fiefdom, and not by the wonderful staff that I dealt with.
So once and for all, I will freely admit, that without Mayang to lead me through the day to day routine of living in our house, I’m lost. As of now I’m going to start paying more attention as to where things that I took for granted came from, things like food, toilet paper and such. Did you know that our bird had to be fed on occasion?
So now I’ve learned just how little I know about how my house works, which after 30 years of bachelorhood that I had forgot so much about what it takes to run a house. Thank you Mayang, my Mahal for the seemingly effortless way you get all the hard work done and make it look easy! BTW, I never want to do that again!
Paul Thompson; Resides in the Philippines, close to Subic Bay. He is married to the wonderful girl named Maria (AKA Mayang). Our to daughters are both grown up and have left the nest, the eldest married to a wonderful guy named Chris, and they have blessed us with our granddaughter Heather Colleen (AKA Ling-ling). Our youngest is living in Singapore, enjoying her life's adventure. I'm a retired Senior Chief from the U.S. Navy after 21 years. Post Navy he lived 7 years in Puerto Rico as a Night Club owner. After Hurricane Hugo told him to find a new line of work, he was hired by Military Sealift Command and went back to sea in Asia as a Merchant Seaman for 10 years. Then after 30 years at sea he buried his anchor in the Philippines residing now in Dinalupihan (or DinBat for short), Roosevelt Bataan where he build his home. And last but not least, anything he writes will be pure "Tongue in Cheek" if anybody is offended, He'll lose no sleep over it, but here's a quick Mea Culpa in advance!