By Christiana DionysiouLife sometimes plays very bad games, causing bad surprises that spoil how beautiful a person can feel. A slap in the face can often ruin every dream and every hope.
Fate mercilessly beats some of our fellow human beings and woe to those who do not have their family near them, those who truly love and support them. Only if one feels the love and support of one's own people can one endure misery, be able to withstand the test. Loneliness is perhaps the worst enemy of people with serious health problems. Daily care as well as a smile accompanied by a sweet conversation can often make a very seriously ill person completely well and in some other cases of patients, where doctors give very little life time, life is greatly extended because of love. and taking care of their own.
In the case of Mr. Adamos Kkafas from Sotira, life wanted to punish him in the worst way. It deprived him of the most valuable thing a man has, his health. Of course, he was very lucky that he has a wonderful wife and three children who love and care for him. Every word of them hides only love and Mr. Adamos gets incredible power from it and can thus continue his difficult and troubled life. He was a handsome man full of life and strength but unfortunately this was not going to continue.
Mr. Adamos with great difficulty - as he faces problems in speech - managed to tell us about his life. (His wife Kyriakoullas also helped a lot)
He states:
"At the age of twenty-five, my first health problems started and type 2 diabetes was the first disease that knocked on my door. At some point the insulins started and a few years later came the first heart attack. I was hospitalized for a while at the General Hospital of Nicosia and later at the General Hospital of Famagusta. After waiting for my turn - which lasted a month - I was taken to a hospital in England where I by-passed.
When we came back everything was going better for me, unfortunately only for a year, my heart started to have a problem again. Doctors could not do anything because of the recent by-pass. Two years later I fell ill with Acute Leukemia where I was hospitalized at Makarios Hospital. The chemotherapy started and not only that, I also had the problem of diabetes, which while we had managed to regulate in the previous years, was now deregulated. After a very short time I also suffered from pancreatitis.
I was taking a large amount of pills every day until 2006 when I had a stroke. I was at home that day and while I was trying to yell at my wife I could not, I did not have the strength. They found me in the room holding my head and crying. They took me to the First Aid and the doctor there while he had examined me, assured me that it was not my heart and that I should not worry, he did not find anything. The possible reason he did not realize that it was a stroke may have been the fact that he did not leave me a scar as is the case in most cases.
After three days the doctors decided to send me for an axial. When they realized that it was a stroke, I had to be hospitalized again, specifically in the intensive care unit of the Larnaca General Hospital for about twenty days and then at the Famagusta General Hospital for another ten days. From the moment of the stroke but also the whole time I was hospitalized I do not remember anything at all. They have been erased from my memory as if those moments never existed, I really can not explain why. In the meantime I started taking new pills. Just before I was discharged from the hospital I tried to get out of bed and walk, I realized I could not do it. No matter how hard I tried, I could not stand on my feet and walk. The earth was lost under my feet and I did not know if my soul could and did find the strength to endure that too.
The fact that I could not walk again was the biggest blow of all. My whole world was destroyed, everything was erased and lost in the deep darkness of my soul. It hurt me unimaginably that now I could not offer to my family like all the other husbands and fathers in the world. It took me a long time to be able to accept it with my family. For six whole years I did physiotherapy in the hope that at some point I would be able to get up and walk.
At first I believed that I could walk and when I was left alone in my room for a very short time I tried to do so, causing me to fall and hit my knees. I inadvertently caused panic in my children and wife. First Kyriakoulla ran and then shouted for the children to pick me up from the floor to put me back on the bed. They cried when they picked me up, but I was in a lot of pain too. The pains were not only physical but also mental. I tried to get up because I wanted the children and my wife to see me standing on my feet and shouting to them with joy "I can love you and I stand on my feet, I walk" but unfortunately the dream did not come true, it seems that my wheelchair he is so used to me that he does not want to leave me.
Today apart from the fact that I can not walk, I can not even speak clearly. After the stroke and until today nothing and no doctor helped to stop even the tremor I have. My whole body is shaking and when I try to hold a glass of water with my hand, it spills, so that both I and those next to me get wet. I asked the Department of Social Integration of People with Disabilities to approve me for providing care allowance to quadriplegics regardless of income but unfortunately they rejected me because I did not meet all the conditions and criteria, because you see my movements are not zero.
I have suffered unbelievably all these years in the hospitals as one illness followed another so that I do not enjoy my life and family for a moment. We are having a difficult time financially, our daughter finished high school and wanted to study Pedagogy but unfortunately we could not send her. It hurt me to see how much she wanted it, but what hurt me most was the fact that there was nothing I could do to help her make her dreams come true. My soul is like a wound that bleeds day and night. If I did not have my wife Kyriakoula, my children Maria, Nikola and Louisa with me, I certainly would not be alive at this moment. Their excessive love and care keeps me alive. My wife is my biggest heroine, she takes care of me and at the same time she works in our shop (super-market). The fact that I am too thin makes her job easier. He is tortured and very tired but he always smiles at me and when he has a job he always makes sure to have someone next to me so that I never feel lonely.
Blessed be God by families and may no one ever experience what I have experienced.
Our love and willingness to make sacrifices for those we love is a blessing. True love increases our ability to love and give to others, the one who truly loves, loves the whole world, through his love for a particular person.