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Sunday Blues

All I want for Christmas is a donor and a sponsor for my Kidney Transplant. What the heck! Ka garbo sa akong Christmas wish. Well, who wants to be better? Of course I want! Bisan pang imposible.

This month marks my second year of being a Dialysis Patient and I'm thankful for that because I was able to surpassed those days. Now I'm counting for another days, months and years to come surviving this sickness. Unta maka get over nako aning punga ug kaluya. Kapoy pud biya na pirmi na lang ko ingun ani though keri paman nako pero gusto gyud ko di ko pungahon.

Christmas is coming. Pila na lang ka days. Simbang gabi napud ug Noche Buena. Next kay New year napud.

I'm expecting present and wishes from friends. Unta naa koy makuha regalo. You know that feeling when someone give you present and ganahan kaayo ka sa imong nadawat. Kalipay gyud sa heart. Hehe..

Now I'm checking my list for food this Christmas. Unta ubay2 pud ang ma cook. Wala raba akong Father. Hays.. Unta no magbag-o njud akong inahan. Para stress free nako kay ug naa sya na ma stress gyud ko kay kapoy kaayo mag cge paminaw sa iyang tingog, sa iyang sugo ug sa iyang nawung. Hays..

Nag message akong uyab. I think I will have another blood transfusion this monday. Hays.. Another transfusion again. :) 

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