July 24 – It was a cold morning and all I wanted to do was stay cocooned in bed the whole day. Nanay had reminded me countless times to get ready early so that I will not to be late for my 12nn dialysis session that day. Still, i was late. So late that the the nurses were not happy about it.
Truth be told, each dialysis session is rather long and boring. We sit on a lazy boy chair for 4 hours and there is nothing much to do. I usually sketch, eat, doze or watch what the nurses and other patients are doing. Most patients just sleep and wake up if they want to eat, then sleep again. I guess for most patients, the highlight during these sessions is snack time, when they are able to eat food which are normally restricted between sessions. Orders of the day are usually a burger or two from Jollibee or McDonald’s or a meal from Chowking.
For the record, I haven’t eaten any burger nor chowfan meal during any of the dialysis sessions. Yes, there are times I crave for juicy burgers, but never during these sessions. I usually eat 2 pieces of fresh veggie lumpia (which are sold in the hospital cafeteria) and am a happy girl, BUT that cold day I wanted to eat camote-cue.
No, not just any camote-cue — I wanted those wrapped in lumpia wrapper, deep fried and generously coated with caramelized sugar. The ones that are sold near the hospital where I go to for dialysis. I begged but Nanay would not budge from her seat, just saying “used oil” again and again. What can I do, hooked in the HD machine and all?
I consoled myself by imagining, dreaming the yumminess of the camote-cue. Funny thing, after a quarter of an hour or so I also started imagining a juicy piece of pork barbecue. Ha… I have to convince my self to stop the mental calisthenics for cravings. You know. Pork. Fat. Dangerous ground. Hence, I asked Nanay instead to bring out my drawing materials. After a couple of minutes deliberating on what to draw, I finally decided to sketch this :















