A
Young Woman's Autobiography of a 20-Year Tale of Trials & Tribulations
At the hospital, Shirley underwent test after test until the certain
diagnosis was achieved: Shirley had juvenile rheumatoid arthritis. They
were shocked that a tuberculin skin test could cause the disease. Such an
unfortunate, rare occurrence!
Once she was told of the disease, Yi got out
the medical dictionary, which listed all the known diseases accompanied by
photographs that were anything but pleasing to the eye. She read through
the symptoms of this form of arthritis.
"It could cripple my child!"
exclaimed Yi, with a worried look. For certain, it sounded like a
dreadfully serious and painful disease. Above all, it had no cure. Yi's
heart was torn. She ached with such pain that no words could describe. But
with much conviction, she knew she would strongly stand by her daughter's
side. She would try to make life the best experience for her. It would not
matter if Shirley would be disabled for life. She would still give all her
heart and soul, and love her more so. Shirley was so dear to her heart,
and nothing could change the fact. Shirley could be deaf and dumb, and she
would still love her no less. Yi's devotion for Shirley would never cease,
not even if she turned into a vegetable. But she fervently hoped that it
would not turn out to be so serious. Maybe it was a mild case of the
disease. Shirley might still be able to walk, and her eyes and heart might
not be affected by it.
But no amount of optimism could hide the
fact: Shirley's days were spent in constant pain, making all chores of
dressing and bathing highly difficult. Nights were spent with Yi rocking
the suffering baby to sleep; most lasting long into the night. Yi became
worn down and exhausted. Twenty-four hours and seven days a week were used
up for the baby. Yi constantly stayed by Shirley's side. But despite the
hours of pain that had spread to all her joints, Shirley still laughed
between her tears whenever she saw a pretty fabric in the room. Her sharp,
observant eyes were always in search of treats for the vision.
This was their fate. Yi accepted their Kismet
and endured the hardship with no word of complaint. She would grit her
teeth till the end and tenaciously move on. She would never give up for
her daughter's sake. Shirley needed her more than ever now. And deep down
inside, she knew they were watched over by God. It was His plan. Neither
she, nor anyone else, could understand His mysterious plans that He had
laid out for others. It was futile to be angry, have vengeance upon her
heart, and question God about their lives. She knew whatever He did was
for a reason, so together with no one else by their sides, they persevered
onward along their rugged path.
