Touchy Story of Geraldine "Dane" J. Oliva
I was browsing my facebook home page when I saw this link from mommy Rubz.
Her story was featured in Wish Ko lang, and when I saw that on Youtube I can’t help myself but to cry.
She is suffering from chronic kidney disease and while she is undergoing dialysis she acquired metabolic problems in her bones. This illness, transformed her physical appearance tremendously. She was beautiful then and even one of their town’s first choice every time there will be a beauty pageant. Besides, she is not only beautiful, she is also intelligent. She is an employee of Banco de Oro bank in Balayan Batangas, and take note, despite of her condition, she still goes to work to support her family financially. But just this October 1, she decided to retire from work since her body cannot take it anymore.
It’s good to know that her husband takes care of her despite of all the things they are going through. As what Dane said, man will always be a man and she will not blame her husband if he will look for another beautiful woman. But she is touched when sometimes she fells her husband’s hand in her head and whispers to her “You are Beautiful!”. Awwww, this words really made me cry.
Her children needs a mother, that is why she is still fighting to be well again. I believe that prayers can make miracles, that is why I am asking everyone to please pray for her and spread the word. The Olivia family is struggling to pay for Geraldine’s dialysis. For the past 7 years they already spent almost 7 million pesos or approximately $155,000 for her medication and confinement, and now they don’t know if they can still continue to support Geraldine’s treatment.
For those who wish to help her financially, you can email firstname.lastname@example.org
or you can deposit your donations to her account at Banco de Oro.
Account Number: 5890-12991-1
Account Name: Geraldine J. Oliva
GOD BLESS YOU ALL!!!
During my adolescent years, I indulged in socio-civic organizations, essay
writing competitions, beauty pageants, fellowships and many gatherings.
My diet included fatty, salty foods and cold iced tea. Though, in my
younger years, I never drank alcohol nor did I smoke. But I was addicted to
“junk food.” I confess, I loved to eat corn chips (chips, in general), salty
flakes, et cetera… I loved to drink cold cola with almost every meal and I
had less water intake. I can clearly recall that I had repeated attacks of
tonsillitis with rising fevers, accompanied by chills and aches in my back
I remember when I was in high school, I had frequent fevers and the doctor
said that there was blood in my urine specimen. I believed it to be an
ordinary infection. I was not aware of the physical changes, though my
friends noticed sudden edema on my face, legs and feet; but, I mistook it
as simple weight gain.
I remember when I was 21, I was hospitalized due to acute pharyngitis. The
provincial doctor told me that it would endanger my life. There was an
intense soreness in my throat and I had difficulty swallowing and talking.
Ignorant on the proper management on the disease, I did not fully
comprehend the proper food pyramid that I should abide by and I continued
on with my habit of eating “garbage food.”
When I got married at the age of 24, the habit became worse. Our (my
family)’s died revolved on fatty, salty food that were rich in protein and
carbohydrates. When I got pregnant, the cravings for these foods increased.
I concentrated on canned, salty and processed foods so much that I seldom
ate fruits and vegetables.
It was in February 2000, four months before I gave birth to my fourth
child, when I had pre-eclampsia. I got hospitalized because of chest
heaviness, rise in my blood pressure and increase in the amount of tissue
fluid manifested by the sudden gain in my weight and the swelling of my
face and fingers.
Last August 16, 2000, my husband had a motorcycle accident. This resulted
into my having post-partum depression. Since then, I had occasional nausea
and extreme vomiting. I mistook those symptoms as migraines or other small
It was in the last week of July 2003, after a seminar I attended in Laguna,
that I began to experience severe abdominal pain. My family decided to
transport me to Makati Medical Center for proper management and evaluation.
I was seen by a nephrologist because my creatinine was above the usual norm
and I was diagnosed with Glomerulonephritis. I started on twice-a-week
hemodialysis on September 2003. I personally considered once a week
dialysis because of financial constraints.
In 2007, I felt sudden changes in my body. I had decreased appetite,
immense depression, I was losing weight mercurially and I was more
irritable than usual. I was obliged to resume my twice a week dialysis. A
year afterwards, I began to feel muscle weakness in my leg, in my arms and
in my body, especially after hemodialysis. It was in 2008 when a donor came
and offered my her kidney. But after the Stage 2 work-up, the possible
kidney donor vanished, together with my initial gift to her (which wasn’t
that large an amount). Since then, my world just stopped. I felt miserable,
hopeless and I became so desperate, that I missed the chance to perceive
the sudden change in my looks.
During the first quarter of 2009, I experienced occasional gum bleeding and
my dentist noticed my growing palate. I consulted a specialist, a head and
neck surgeon. After a CT scan, the findings were “Fibrous Dysplasia” and
suspicious “acromegaly.” I was referred to an endocrinologist. The doctor
told me that I would need surgery to remove the adenoma on the right of my
neck due to hyperparathyroidism. Several fears dawned on me. The fear from
the procedure. The fear of its cost. The fear of the complications.
The abnormal growth of my palate continued and it led to frequent
gum bleeding. I had difficulty in eating. I could not chew food. My body
decreased in weight. I had a hard time walking so I spent less time on my
routine activities. I was not aware that I spent more time in a wheelchair
than anywhere else. Because of the frequent gum bleeding, I decided to seek
the aid of a head and neck surgeon in Asian Hospital. After a string of
bloodworks and CT scans, the doctor referred me to an endocrinologist.
When my medical insurance exhausted, I felt so powerless, helpless and
hopeless. According to my father, my financial steward, we already spent
PHP7 Million (approximately $155000) for almost 7 years of medication and
confinement. I disclosed my financial dilemma to my endocrinologist. Little
did I know that God answered my prayers through her. Truly, God works. She
organized a conference for some medical professionals to raise funds for
further management of my disease.
Reawakening the hope, my zest to live stir. I know I can never cling to
money, because I have none, I know I can never cling to destiny, because it
is fate, but I know I can cling to my Faith. God is there…
– Geraldine “Dane” J. Oliva.
You can also watc her Wish Ko Lang story here:
Part 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRimH43zcr4
Part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0MjRskEJ43Q&feature=related
what ever happens in life we should always remember to live life to the fullest