I took this photo on the 15th and then drove home, which took about an hour.
Actually, Gigi spoke to 'We don't have enough budget.' and me that morning.
However, I only have a grasp of the total budget, and I'm not in a position to make any additional changes myself.
Since we originally entrusted Gigi with managing the entire total budget, we can't really react to being told "'Not enough'".
(Gigi manages her budget perfectly, and her accounting records are well-maintained.)
As I later found out, the price of materials in general has risen, and the increase in the price of iron in particular seems to be significant.
My depression had been stable since I moved to Osamis, thanks to counseling and prescriptions from a local psychiatrist.
The single phrase "'Not enough'" instantly plunged my mood into negativity, causing me to experience repeated bouts of diarrhea and vomiting due to stress.
Later that afternoon, I couldn't control my anger any longer and was speeding in my car.
By the night of the 15th, Gigi and other nearby residents were unable to control him due to an overdose of sleeping pills.
The situation escalated to the point where several police officers, including Sir Subrabas, had to rush to the scene.
On the 16th, possibly due to the effects of sleeping pills, I was in a drowsy state all day, unable to keep down any fluids or food, and suffered from recurring diarrhea.
Sir Subrabas took me to the hospital on the morning of the 17th.
But after just one night in the hospital, I was completely recovered.
The difference from the last time I was hospitalized in Cebu was that Gigi stayed with me the whole time.
That's what I'd like to say, but Gigi was busy with ordering and paying for building materials and was out from time to time.
However, there were many times when Gigi was out, and she had appointments with internists or psychiatrists, leaving me to answer questions alone.
The medicine I was forced to take multiple times a day.
I was discharged from the hospital at 11:00 AM on the 18th.
Dr. Quirapas, a psychiatrist.
They listen attentively to what I have to say, even though my English is poor.
Gigi takes the time to patiently and carefully discuss ways to resolve any misunderstandings or lingering resentments that arise between us due to miscommunication.
'I don't think about tomorrow.''I don't even think about what happened yesterday.'.
'Please focus only on today.'
'This is the Filipino style. But it's very important to you right now.'
From my father,A man must sometimes be serious about things.This seems to contradict that advice...