I rushed into the hospital, where my grandma transferred to see her and confirm if she was okay. I asked the nurse attendant if there is a patient named Amalia De Guzman admitted there. "Miss, may I know if there was a patient transferred here earlier name Amalia De Guzman?"
"For a while, ma'am, I'll check the records for the patients who are newly transferred." The nurse answered. Then she took some of the record books and checked in them.
After she checked it, she looked at me and said, "Yes, ma'am, it has. She was in the V.I.P room 206 located on the second floor."
I was so glad about what I found out, so I smiled at her and said, "Thank you so much, Miss."
I quickly run towards the elevator to go to the second floor. As I arrived at the elevator, I quickly press the button to open it. Then it opened. I hurriedly get into the elevator and push the number two button to the second floor.
In a couple of minutes, the elevator opened. Fortunately, I was the only person that got on, so it was easy for me to reach the second floor. At last, I arrived! I quickly searched room number 206 for what the nurse said.
Finally, I found the room where my grandma resides then I slowly opened it so that she will not be disturbed if she is already asleep.
As I opened the door, I saw grandma sound asleep while on oxygen. So I was complacent that someone would take care of her when I'm not around. Fortunately, our neighbor Ms. Belinda Reyes offers to watch over her.
The reason why Ms. Belinda offered to watch over grandma was that, according to her, she owed the life of her mother to my grandma back then. That time when no one helped them. My grandma was the only person who helps them with no demand in return.
"Ms. Belinda, how's grandma," I asked Ms. Belinda as I approached grandma and hold her hand.
"She's okay now; thankfully, someone paid everything and offers to transfer her to this hospital. Do you know those people, Alyssa?" Ms. Belinda asked me.
I don't want to let her know that I will get married in exchange for her life, so I lied to her and said, "It's my grandpa's best friend."
"It's a good thing that your grandpa had a friend who is kind and willing to help your family. Your family is so lucky, Al." Ms. Belinda said to me. I was guilty, so I just smiled at her and never say any word at all. Then I turned in her direction and said, "Ms. Belinda, can I ask you a favor?"
"Of course, what is it?" she asked me as she comes near to me.
"Hmmm, Can you watch over her until she gets discharged? Don't you worry, I'll pay you? I really need to take care of something, and also I need to focus on studying for our exam is fast approaching," I beg her.
"Oh, no problem, Al, as long as it's you and your family who will ask a favor, I'm willing to help, and you don't need to pay me. Okay," she replied to me as she smiles.
"Oh no, it's embarrassing, just let me pay you for taking care of grandma. I would be glad if you'll accept it as my gratitude to you." I told her with sincerity in my eyes.
"Oh no, you are a sensible child. Okay, if that makes you happy, then I'll accept it but remember I don't ask for it, okay?" she clarified.
I smiled at her as I answered, "Of course, Ms. Belenda, I will remember." Then she smiled back again and nodded.
"Creak...," The door opened. Ms. Belinda and I looked at the entrance to see who opened it.
A young lady appeared to us who was wearing a white scrub suit and approached us. It's the nurse. "May I know if who is the relative of the patient her?" she asked in a low tone.
"It's me; I am the granddaughter," I answered her quickly.
"Can you please sign this waiver so that she could be operated on right away?" the nurse asked me while holding a waver and a pen for me to sign.
"Okay, Miss," I reached out the waiver and the ballpen held by the nurse. Then I read the words one by one which was written and then I quickly sign it. After I signed the waiver, I then gave it back to the nurse. "Here is the waiver Miss, I already signed it."
"Okay, ma'am, thank you. I'll process this in the station, then after, we will be back here to get your grandma for her scheduled operation today, so please be ready." The nurse explained.
"Okay, Miss, thanks," I answered her as I nodded.
The nurse nodded as I thank her then she came out. I was very nervous while looking at my grandma knowing, that she will get operated on today. I have this mixed emotion thinking that what if she can't survive? What if she won't wake up anymore? But, I must be positive, whatever the outcomes are. I know grandma is a strong woman, and I know she won't leave me behind alone because she promises me, and I know that God won't allow it. She is a good person.
I was walking back and forth as I was restless. Then, suddenly Ms. Belenda holds my hand and stops me from walking.
"Al, take it easy, okay? I know your grandma will survive this critical situation. She's a strong woman, remembers? I know she can survive, be positive, and don't forget to pray."
I was so glad by the encouragement Ms. Belinda told me, so I hugged her tight and said, "Thank you, Ms. Belenda."
Ms. Belinda tapped my back and said, "You're welcome, Al, just be strong okay?"
"Okay," I answered her and nodded.
A few minutes later, the nurses and one of the surgical team members in the hospital came into the room carrying a stretcher. They were wearing a scrub suit.
They quickly took my grandma carefully and brought her to the O.R for a Heart transplant operation. I waited outside at the O.R as I was sitting at the bench with both hands clasped together, praying earnestly to God.
After eight hours of waiting, suddenly, someone opened the door at the O.R. (Operating Room). He was the surgeon the one who did the procedure.
His name was Dr. Albert Moreno. I then step forward to approach him and asked, "Doc, how's my grandma?"
I didn't blink while waiting for his answer.
"Don't you worry, Miss, your grandma is safe now? She needs to be transferred yet in the I.C.U (Intensive Care Unit). She needs to stay there for a few days, and after that, she will move to her room.
Then she will stay here in the hospital for a few weeks. It depends on her body; if she recovers fast, the better." He explained.
I was so happy that grandma made it, and God did not forsake her.
"Thank God grandma is okay, and thank you so much, Doc, for giving your very best to save my grandma," I said to him as I hold my tears to pour.
He smiled at me and patted me.
"You don't have to say thank you. It's my job to save my patient. You must be thankful to Master Lee. He was the one who helped us quickly find a suitable donor to your grandma."
As the Doctor walked away from me, I couldn't stop my tears anymore from bursting again because of what I found out today. I am grateful to him for saving my grandma's life, and with that, I became even more determined to keep our agreement.