
My uncle and his son-in-law appeared on our doorsteps at around 3 am. That was rather unusual, but I was expecting something better like maybe one of my uncles (my mother's brothers) probably arrived from Manila. This happens every now and then but not usual.
Anyway, i did not expect that it will be something worst. I was also unaware that my elder brother isn't home yet. My sister and mother were already up to hear the bad news--My brother, met an accident with his son! My woke my brother-in-law who happens to live in the same compound and rushed to the hospital.
It was a bloody mess! My brother was already in the Emergency Room covered with his own blood. When we moved him, there was something trickling from the back of his head so we have to call the attention of the intern nurses and the doctor on-duty. What government hospitals can do, wheewww...I peered into the log and found that his wallet, wrist watch, and cellphone were not listed. After checking with the doctor, I rushed to the accident scene.
The accident scene is also a bloody mess. My brother's Suzuki Raider was already moved to the local police station with the batteries and other important parts missing. The U-box was opened too! There was a police report but the personal belongings of my brother were not found and not on the list. I can feel my head aching, a sign I know too well. I'm getting irritated!
Base on experience, I'm not going to win in any debate over a uniformed officer so I just went back to the hospital. My brother's companion were already moved from the Emergency Room. I gathered that he was fatal because of the impact of the accident. I don't know what to do at that time, my brother was still unconscious and all that. I resumed the duty of pumping my cousin's heart through a device that you just need to hold. I did that for hours.
I wanted to weep, but I can't. I'm too shocked and afraid of what will happen. Looking at my brother inside the ER and my cousin lying, trembling unconsciously; I thanked God my mom did not came to see such inconvenient situation. I resist the thought that this had happened and that one or both would die. But it's plain to see with the current situation of my cousin. I just kept my mouth shut and prayed endlessly.
My cousin was a tough man, he died after two days of battle. He struggled but was not given another chance. It's a miracle my brother was alive! His skull was a bit cracked, but that's about it. We moved him in a private ward where he stayed for another two weeks. To this day, he is still recovering. His motorcycle was repaired too and he's now starting to enjoy life in a more careful way. I can see his not yet ready to hit the road but he's trying. I can see he's still trembling when driving and too cautious but he'll do fine.