My OperaI tried so hard and got so far. But in the end, it doesn't even matter...
Wednesday, June 27, 2007 6:55:58 AM
Latest update from Anita. I'm really sorry if anyone is against me putting information up here.
TUESDAY, JUNE 26th
Dear friends...I've spoken with Caro's mom just now. I don't know if I was the only one uninformed completely, but I just found out that Caro was cut by a propeller and she almost lost a leg, mostly because of the irresponsibility of the hospital in Trinidad and Tobago. They put her in the room with all the infected people, they shaved half of her head, she was sleeping on some horrible plastic mattress, the flies and mosquitoes were flying all around her and her leg got infected. It was very, very bad. So bad that she almost lost it..The docs in Trinidad even said that the cut on her head was just superficial, but actually it's pretty bad, too, because it was dirty and she had a hematoma which was pressing the brain. She also lost a small finger on her left hand and she's very sad about it.
The operation on the head and on the upper part of the leg was 8 hours long. She still needs to go to another surgery of her leg and arm. Right now, she's lying in the hospital in Miami, without a piece of skull, with some helmet instead. That piece doctors had to take away in order to do the surgery. They will put it back in 3 or 4 months. Caro is definitely not coming back to school this year. Her parents are gonna talk about it with the national committee of Madrid. She might not go to Costa Rica, but some other school instead.
And yet, Caro is still so brave and positive, you say, Anita?
Do you feel like I do when reading this?
I have had a post here about how strong human beings are, and I still don't change my mind. They don't give up, they struggle to save every bit of a human while everything else just seems to want to take it away, while her body is just fractures and... I can't blame the doctors at Trinidad and Tobago at all, because how can I expect them to be equal in skills and facilities with those at Miami? We are just limited.
And I recall the Black Jack serires by Osamu Tezuka. When I was small, because my parents were both doctors, I somehow never wanted to be one. The first time this was changed was when I read Black Jack, maybe for the first time, felt how precious just being able to live is. But I never took it seriously, because in school chemistry and biology were never my subjects. But, of course, I think Osamu Tezuka is the greatest mangaka ever.
I just come to understand that it was such a selfish reason for not being a doctor.
I remember on May SAT test day, Nina, Caro, Hugo, Yiran and I came out of the subject test room. Caro said something like she could have finished only 30 out of 50 math IC questions, and did terribly in the literature one. She said it was OK, she didn't try and didn't hope for going to any top school. Or she may even come back to Europe, where they don't care about your SAT scores anyway. My first thoughts were that she was definitely not a competitor in this race. Not a match. But when something like this happens, tell me, does it even matter? Can you say that it simply doesn't count, because it's not happening to me? But what are we trying for? To gain what? To look like what? And when people don't care, when you realize that you just momentarily don't care either, tell me , does it even matter? We just need to live, and that's enough. We just need to live.
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter..."
Jin and Bryan used to sing this song.
I want to talk to Jin, or Bryan, but you're not online. And that reminds me again of another thing I used to say. No matter what, there are moments when you find yourself totally alone. Then you might end up listening to Linkin' Park like me.
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
This is how sometimes Linkin' Park can make you even more depressed, when you most expect the beats of the drums, the electric, and the rapping to cheer you up...
TUESDAY, JUNE 26th
Dear friends...I've spoken with Caro's mom just now. I don't know if I was the only one uninformed completely, but I just found out that Caro was cut by a propeller and she almost lost a leg, mostly because of the irresponsibility of the hospital in Trinidad and Tobago. They put her in the room with all the infected people, they shaved half of her head, she was sleeping on some horrible plastic mattress, the flies and mosquitoes were flying all around her and her leg got infected. It was very, very bad. So bad that she almost lost it..The docs in Trinidad even said that the cut on her head was just superficial, but actually it's pretty bad, too, because it was dirty and she had a hematoma which was pressing the brain. She also lost a small finger on her left hand and she's very sad about it.
The operation on the head and on the upper part of the leg was 8 hours long. She still needs to go to another surgery of her leg and arm. Right now, she's lying in the hospital in Miami, without a piece of skull, with some helmet instead. That piece doctors had to take away in order to do the surgery. They will put it back in 3 or 4 months. Caro is definitely not coming back to school this year. Her parents are gonna talk about it with the national committee of Madrid. She might not go to Costa Rica, but some other school instead.
And yet, Caro is still so brave and positive, you say, Anita?
Do you feel like I do when reading this?
I have had a post here about how strong human beings are, and I still don't change my mind. They don't give up, they struggle to save every bit of a human while everything else just seems to want to take it away, while her body is just fractures and... I can't blame the doctors at Trinidad and Tobago at all, because how can I expect them to be equal in skills and facilities with those at Miami? We are just limited.
And I recall the Black Jack serires by Osamu Tezuka. When I was small, because my parents were both doctors, I somehow never wanted to be one. The first time this was changed was when I read Black Jack, maybe for the first time, felt how precious just being able to live is. But I never took it seriously, because in school chemistry and biology were never my subjects. But, of course, I think Osamu Tezuka is the greatest mangaka ever.
I just come to understand that it was such a selfish reason for not being a doctor.
I remember on May SAT test day, Nina, Caro, Hugo, Yiran and I came out of the subject test room. Caro said something like she could have finished only 30 out of 50 math IC questions, and did terribly in the literature one. She said it was OK, she didn't try and didn't hope for going to any top school. Or she may even come back to Europe, where they don't care about your SAT scores anyway. My first thoughts were that she was definitely not a competitor in this race. Not a match. But when something like this happens, tell me, does it even matter? Can you say that it simply doesn't count, because it's not happening to me? But what are we trying for? To gain what? To look like what? And when people don't care, when you realize that you just momentarily don't care either, tell me , does it even matter? We just need to live, and that's enough. We just need to live.
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter..."
Jin and Bryan used to sing this song.
I want to talk to Jin, or Bryan, but you're not online. And that reminds me again of another thing I used to say. No matter what, there are moments when you find yourself totally alone. Then you might end up listening to Linkin' Park like me.
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
This is how sometimes Linkin' Park can make you even more depressed, when you most expect the beats of the drums, the electric, and the rapping to cheer you up...
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