We’ve known each other way back in High School. He’s known for being sarcastic at times and for being funny and gay. Although we were classmates in our senior years, we belong in a big group of friends which is one of the reason why there weren't enough opportunity for greater intimacy to take place. During our college years , we were able to get to see each other since we were both studying along Taft Avenue in Manila. I could say that the friendship has started to deepen during my lowest low. He was there to help me recover from a painful past…
To perfectly describe our friendship, many would agree that it’s like the friendship that sprung between “Eric Quizon” and “Kris Aquino” from the local movie “Happy Together”. Unlike in the movie, Eric Quizon's character died when they were on their old age already. In our case, my dear friend passed away when he was at the prime of his life. It was just so agonizing to find out that some good things never last…
It was April of this year when I got to visit my dear friend in his nook. It has been months since we got to see each other. Though it took us like a couple of hours of catching up with something new in our lives, I could say that it was a total fun!
It was in July when I've heard that he has resigned from his work as a supervisor in a job hunting business since he's getting sickly the past few weeks. He told me that he was burning in fever and rashes have started to come out of his body. He was seeking home-based job, asking me if I could refer him to my previous employer where I used to work as an online English tutor for Koreans. I then informed him that they were looking for full-time tutors and they no longer cater work from home services but I told him that I'll try to see what I can do and to give him an update on it. On the course of our conversation, he also invited me to come with him for a vacation in Boracay since he already made reservations for the plane tickets. I just told him that I'll check my schedule first if there are available leaves that I can use and I also wished him well.
In August, I bumped onto his cousins while I'm on my way to work. We had a little chit chat and from there I've learned that my dear friend was hospitalized in Medical City and Philippine General Hospital consecutively. According to them, the doctors couldn't identify his disease. They also told me that his rashes have turned into wounds and that they are getting worse. When I got off from work, I phoned him right away asked him what he wanted to eat since I'll pay him a visit on my rest day. He told me not to bother because he doesn't want me to see him like that. I respected his decision and we remained in contact through text messaging and through yahoo messenger.
September was the most critical days of my friend’s life. It was on the 13th of the month when I insisted that I’m going to visit him at home but then his life partner replied to my text message that they are in the hospital right now. Coincidentally, my friend’s cousins phoned me that they’re going to visit him in the hospital and asked me to come with them and so I did. In the hospital, I was so shocked and speechless when I saw my friend lying in bed with ventilator attached on him. I honestly can’t recognize him anymore with the wounds covering his entire body. Tears fell on his eyes the moment he saw me and the room was suddenly filled with melancholy.
It was Friday that week when I visited him for the 2nd time. However, he was no longer on his private room; he was being treated in ICU. The nurses asked me to wear a lab gown and a mask before I could get in. He was surrounded by more medical apparatus to monitor his vital signs since his immune system was already been affected. His body dropped way too far from the last time I saw him. He was wearing diapers and the wounds all over his body are more prominent this time. When I saw his feet getting bloated, I knew that he’s just waiting for his time. I stayed there for a while and whispered to him “Hi friend! This is Sophie, you’re BFF! Just be brave since we’ve always known you as a fighter. You have to be strong and we have a lot of shopping and out of town vacations in line… I miss you! I miss our days together!”
Two days after my visit, a phone call woke me up at around 1:30 in the afternoon informing me that he has finally departed.