(a heartfelt special video tribute made by "bunso" our youngest brother to celebrate the life of his kuya.. It took him several days to finish this video tribute.. Your kuya loves you so much bunso..)
- From the traitors and heartless cold-blooded killers who denied his future existence with multiple gun shots fired right at his own home
- From the absence of rescue operation starting from the immediate Barangay (Marungko, Angat, Bulacan) who denied immediate rescue support to the absence of immediate response from the local PNP of Angat;
- From the five hospitals who turned him away without providing adequate medical assistance or first aid; and
- From the poor handling, insensitive, and lack of appropriate medical intervention of the last government hospital who finally admitted him but made despicable remarks and conscious disregard of the substantial needs of my brother in his critical condition.
- Sto. Nino, Hospital in Bustos [private] - (this is the place where my brother was born which made my mom really emotionally devastated) She came back there and ranted at the nurse station... I could almost experience her cries and pain...
- Castro Hospital in Baliwag [private] (where my parents and grandparents seek for hospitalization services) who turned him away for having no surgeon on duty (The surgeon-on-call, also our parents doctor, later disclosed that he wasn't completely informed about it. He claimed he was very much willing and ready to attend to his medical needs. How ironic!)
- Marcelo Hospital in Baliwag [private] - the first hospital who provided initial first aid upon my request (I was pleading as I got opportunity to speak on the attending nurse on the mobile phone) They sent him off to the next hospital for they claimed not to have the facility including the required surgeon)
- Our lady of Grace in Pulilan [private] - (where my cousin serves as a nurse but was off duty that night; her nurse colleague-on-duty told her that should she have known he was her cousin,she should have made arrangements to contact a surgeon, isnt that more painfully ironic?);
- Plaridel Hospital [Government]- (Again I have the opportunity to speak on the phone as I was already hysterical-on-the-phone begging for mercy to the nurse-on-duty to transfer him on an ambulance with medical staff to take him to East Avenue in Manila) but instead they decided to bring him to the Bulacan instead for immediate blood transfusion since the Red Cross blood bank is in Malolos.
- Bulacan Medical Center in Malolos [Government]- At first, the hospital personnel refused to take him complaining the absence of referral from Plaridel hospital. They finally admitted him at 3:35 AM but the hospital personnel kept on complaining for lack of referral. My mother immediately sought necessary requirements for immediate blood transfusion.. Unfortunately, he died at the emergency room without any blood transfusion at 5:20 AM.. My younger brother witnessed how his kuya Jonjon died fighting for his last breath. He saw his Kuya's tears falling from his eyes...
I received a text message from my brother’s live-in partner at 1:07 AM, July 9, 2014, that he sustained multiple gunshot wounds. She allegedly called for help and sought police and barangay assistance but she claimed to no avail. From Manila, my sister and I made immediate contacts and strategic calls and even explored facebook messages for emergency assistance from nearby friends in the area. After what almost seems like an eternity of pleading for help, we were able to secure rescue assistance from the nearby barangay which is also our original home barangay (Sulucan, Angat, Bulacan).
The barangay rescue from Sulucan recalled how immediate Barangay Tanods from Marungko refused to help them move my brother to their rescue cab citing fear of "obstruction of justice" from the Angat Police who did not arrive at the scene of crime. It will only take not more than 15 minutes by private car from Angat to reach my brother's apartment. (please note that my brother is ALIVE and there is NO obstruction of justice by saving a person's life!!!)
It took almost 45 minutes before he was taken to the hospital. From then, my brother suffered more blood lost being passed around in five different hospitals who turned him away without providing adequate medical assistance, proper referral or immediate first aid. Was it really the lack of surgeon or limited facilities even among private hospitals which boast of its advance facilities? or is it more like avoiding potential court cases by admitting such patient as insinuated by the accompanying Sulucan barangay rescue team?
His 5 year old son, Payoy, shared his post traumatic experience of how his daddy instructed him to seek help to "Mama" (their grandmother) and bring him to the hospital. Payoy recounted how he was holding the hand of his 3 year old baby sister reminding her what their dad said about safely walking in the street while looking for mama. I found it ironic that my brother was left without a choice but to seek help from his very young children for survival... I can only imagine the traumatic experience of witnessing a bloody incident especially from a 5 year old boy who took it upon his shoulder means to ask help for his father's survival.
According to our younger brother, his kuya Jonjon remained strong. He can even managed to walk and talk, giving his usual "thumbs up" sign to reassure him throughout the painstaking process of seeking appropriate medical intervention. Jonjon even walk and stand at the xray room. His vital signs were ok. I was monitoring calls to my friend whom I called to go with the rescue team. We were assured my brother will survive given the presence of a surgeon which was the reason cited earlier by hospitals for his non-admission. He was finally admitted at the last hospital at 3:35 AM. He doesn't deserve to die at the emergency room waiting for the right intervention until 5:20 AM!
When Jonjon was admitted at the hospital (3:35 AM), the doctor said "masama ang lagay ng kapatid mo, pwedeng matigok na iyan" or "you're brother looks bad, he will likely die." (matitigok is a very insensitive termed used for dying) My accompanying younger brother, Jomar, responded "Gawin nyo muna po ang magagawa nyo at pakibilis lang po kasi baka maubusan ng dugo." Jomar noticed that the doctor responded with a display of arrogance and insensitivity. There was no sense of urgency every time he made pleas for follow up medical intervention call.
Jonjon left us with so many questions regarding what really transpired and caused him this agonizing and cruel death. The last time I talked with my brother, he told me he was preparing for his medical requirements to go back to Saudi. He even hugged me with his sweetest smile and kissed me on the cheek while reminding me about taking care of my health... and how he wanted me to have my own family like him... I miss you so much my loving brother...
WHO ARE YOU TO DECIDE THE FATE OF A PERSON'S LIFE??? Will you feed his family? Will you give the same love and dedication to his five children??? You OWE these kids their future with a loving father to guide them..
Those who have good heart to help raise educational funds for his five children. please support us through the fundraising link established by our loving cousin Chachung ... Those who have lead information for these criminals or to those kindhearted advocates to assist our fight for social justice, I plead for your help..
Thank you very much for taking time to read this post.. May God bless your heart and keep you and your loved ones safe from this worldly dangers and harm. Amen.