The clouds burst,
torrents fell. Water and wind came alternately. Later, complete darkness. I was
waiting for footsteps scrambling to get to the electrical generator, but I remembered
i was at home. There’s no electricity, and no generator. Period. It was one hell
of a suffocating night.
In the
morning, there was no patient to see at the clinic. I wasn’t expecting anybody
either. If somebody came , they would definitely
be ICU material.
No
electricity.
Hot and cold,
hot and cold. Asthmatics attack. They can’t nebulize at
home.
Still no
electricity.
By the 5th
day of power failure, we had it... we’re going to ask for a price quote for an
electric generator.(Uugh, we don’t have internet.) I called up my mother
from the city and gave her the specs of the generator we needed. She called us
back. She informed us that the only available unit cost 265thousand pesos!!?!(what??we're not powering up a the entire neighborhood...) Because
people from Isabela bought all the generators they can put their hands on.(mucho dinero!)
No
electricity.We suffered the nights. If
there was a rain dance to ask for rain, i would like to
do the electricity dance...really i would (but then again, no youtube to learn the steps...sigh)
Then there
was light.
There was TV
and internet.
Then I discovered... that suffering our suffocating nights were not nearly as suffocating as their sufferings.
