Dear Mama,
It's August 1st, Friday and I am on leave from work. Edgar is too, but he is on sick leave. We all went to Capas this morning to check the house of Ralph, which was supposed to be turned over to him. We left at 7:30 am, and we reached Capas at around 8:45. We had a quick breakfast before we proceeded to the subdivision to check his unit, which is a townhouse.
We first went to the admin office, then they assisted us at Ralph's house. Upon checking the unit, Mama, I was disappointed. I was actually mad. Why did they have the audacity to present the unit to us for turn-over when the work was lopsided. It's like they are shortchanging us. If we did not accompany Ralph, he might have accepted the unit, Mama. There were a lot of things that need to be fixed. They said they will call Ralph again after fixing what we have pointed out.
From Capas, we proceeded to Clark Museum, Mama. It was my first time to be there. From the museum, we had lunch in a nearby restaurant which was a bit pricey, Mama. Had I known that, I would not have agreed, but it was Ralph's choice and he's paying. After lunch, we proceeded to SM where Edgar had his follow up consultation at Maxicare.
He first went to Maxicare yesterday, Mama. He had undergone a series of lab procedure - x-ray, urinalysis, and blood test. The results were discussed to him today. He has an infection, Mama. Something that is related to leptospirosis, although it's not exactly that. He was prescribed antibiotics, Mama.
Right now, he is in his room, and he is hot again, Mama. He was okay this morning when we were in Capas, Clark Museum, and in SM Clark. For some reason, he is having fever every evening. He is taking bioflu around the Clark, Mama. He doesn't want to be taken to the hospital. Please help me make him well, Mama.
Meanwhile, Angel is now preparing for a bazaar she will be joining, Mama. One this Sunday, and another one next weekend. She'll be selling used clothes, and some artworks, Mama. I hope she'll get positive experiences from these, It will be her first time, Mama. Although she's been planning to do that for a long time now. The other organizers she talked to before weren't very responsive.
As for me, nothing much, Mama. I still worry about a lot things. Even though I'm trying my best to hold myself, I cannot control it. I'm having anxiety all of the time. I don't understand it, and I'm hating myself for it. I want it stop, but I don't know how, Mama.
I guess that will be for now, Mama. Please make Edgar well, Mama. Please guide our children. I'm sorry I was not able to take care of them well. I know, things would have been different if you were here.
I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy
