Tales of Horror in Miami: Will There Be Sunny Days Ahead?

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There was a time when all my optimism and positivity about our life in Miami started to vanish. “Where are the sunny days that were once promised to me? How come I wasn’t happy?” I constantly asked myself. I was literally facing horror day after day and I didn’t know where to go or what to do to make things right again. The initial joy of finding our dream home and the promise of a better and happier life were all starting to fade away. 

“It’s Positive!”

I woke up one day feeling sick and extremely nauseous and this carried on for the next few days. I thought that I was having bouts of hormonal imbalance again, which had been a constant battle for me since puberty since I noticed light spotting. It was easy for me to conclude that since I’ve always had an irregular monthly period.

Before deciding to see a doctor, I took a home pregnancy test which revealed positive results. Yes! It was positive, I was pregnant! You couldn’t imagine the joy I felt. Todd and I were literally jumping for joy and thanking the heavens above that despite my hormonal imbalance, we’re actually having a baby!

“I’m sorry. There’s no heartbeat.”

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My worries

Todd took me to an OB-Gyne clinic in the hospital where he’s working. The doctor confirmed through the blood tests that I was indeed 6 weeks pregnant. However, I need to come back after 2 weeks for an ultrasound to check for the heartbeat and to confirm the viability of my pregnancy. I was prescribed with prenatal vitamins and Folic Acid supplement. 

Two weeks passed and I was back in the clinic. I was quite worried about having an ultrasound because, instinctively, I wasn’t feeling pregnant anymore. I was no longer feeling nauseous and the pregnancy symptoms were all gone. The ultrasound confirmed all my fears because what the doctor saw was an empty sac that indicates a blighted ovum. There was no heartbeat.

The pregnancy wasn’t viable and I needed to wait for my body to reject it. Otherwise, I needed to undergo a D & C procedure to remove all products of conception. I felt crushed and defeated but there’s really nothing much I can do but to accept the bad news.

“We need to perform a D & C”

Two days after being diagnosed with a blighted ovum and a non-viable pregnancy, I started bleeding and having slight fever. Todd took me to the hospital and the OB-Gyne informed me that she needed to perform D & C (Dilatation and Curettage) to remove the contents of my uterus; otherwise, I could end up losing a lot of blood. Without hesitation, we agreed to it. On my part, I just wanted to get it done and over with so I can move on. The whole experience had caused me a great deal of trauma and pain. And as I lie on the operating table waiting for the general anaesthesia to kick in, I began to doubt if I’ll ever be happy again. 

“Our entire living room has been soaked with rainwater.”

A few days after my D & C procedure, I was still recovering from the trauma when a heavy storm hit Fort Lauderdale. I was lying alone in our bedroom late at night when the storm got so severe. Todd attended a 2-day conference in North Carolina at that time and he won’t be home until the next day. So, I immediately went down to secure everything and to make sure that all windows are closed when I saw rainwater pouring all over one side of our living room wall like waterfalls. 

I panicked not knowing exactly what to do and who to call. I ended up taking anything that could possibly catch the water that’s pouring down. I moved all the furniture and took down the wall decors. It was devastating to see the chaotic state of our once pretty living room.

I stayed up until morning seated on our moist sofa with my feet wet and cold from the water that’s all over our living room floor. I was too afraid to sleep through the stormy night. When the rain stopped around noontime, I called Todd to tell him that “our entire living room has been soaked with rainwater overnight.”

 “We regret to inform you that your insurance claim has been denied.”

Don’t worry, honey. The insurance will take care of everything. This is what Todd kept telling me as soon as we filed for an insurance claim for roof damage. We opted for temporary remedies to restore our living condition back to normal – at least while waiting for the insurance coverage. A few days later, we received a letter from our insurance provider stating that our insurance claim has been denied. In that instance, I was already at my wit’s end. That was my breaking point and I was literally ready to give up and set the entire house on fire. 

at least while waiting for the insurance coverage. A few days later, we received a letter from our insurance provider stating that our insurance claim has been denied. In that instance, I was already at my wit’s end. That was my breaking point and I was literally ready to give up and set the entire house on fire. 

“Finally, there’s a ray of sunshine.”

But life has its own way of turning things around in an instant. One of our neighbors approached us and told us about hiring a Public Adjuster Miami residents usually call in such times. Todd went in for a consultation and submitted all the requirements. All damages were assessed right away and within a few weeks, we got an insurance coverage – fair and square. 

The Public Adjuster did all the work for us and negotiated on our behalf which means that we were spared from a stressful and ugly situation. It’s a good thing because, at that point in our lives, I was 100% ready to face the consequences of smacking down the face and breaking all the bones of our insurance representative. I was just grateful it didn’t have to reach that point; because technically, the Public Adjuster had a much better idea of handling the matter and a more peaceful way of getting things settled on our favor. 

“We can always start over.”

Through the assistance and representation made by the Public Adjuster, we received a good settlement that can cover all the cost of damages to our home. It’s enough to bring it back to how it used to be – only this time, stronger and better than before.

Perhaps, it’s an indication for me as well to start rebuilding my life again and to re-claim all lost dreams. Needless to say, I took this ray of sunshine as an opportunity to start over and to recover from the horror tales that are all behind me now.

Starting Over: Chronicles of a Miami Housewife

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“We all have an unsuspected reserve of strength inside that emerges when life puts us to the test”. This is a quote from the book “Island Beneath the Sea” by Isabel Allende which I read after suffering from a miscarriage. Reading several books somehow helped me recover from the pain and frustration;

and it also made me realize that if I look around me and acknowledge everything that I have, there are still a lot of reasons to be happy and be grateful for. And so I started to count and acknowledge my blessings.

Meeting Angie for the First Time

I was running around our neighborhood one morning when I met Angie. She caught up with me and casually said “hi”. A quick introduction followed which led to a whole hour of chat. The rest is history – as the proverbial saying goes because since then, we started becoming good friends. We hit it off instantly like two long-lost sisters.

I would sometimes invite her at home for some coffee and “girl talk” after our morning runs, and we even enrolled in a baking class together. Angie became my confidante and adviser; and she’s one of the reasons why, for the first time, I was genuinely happy about moving to Miami. 

A Friendship Was Born

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Todd became fond of Angie as well because she’s been extremely helpful and supportive of me. Even though she’s a divorcee, she’s maintained a calm and positive personality. She also likes to do a lot of things. During one of our baking sessions, we came up with the idea of promoting and selling our cupcakes.

She posted our finished products in her social media accounts and encouraged those who are hosting parties, dinners and events to order cupcakes and cake pops from us. Being a realtor, she has a wide network of friends and acquaintances. And soon enough, we scored one event – a kiddie birthday party!

100 Cupcakes and a Disaster

And so we got our first order of 100 cupcakes from a neighbour whose son would be celebrating a birthday party. We went all the way with the ingredients and presentation; and spent one whole morning baking cupcakes in Angie’s modern kitchen. Just as we were about to finish the last batch, a disaster happened.

Water came spilling all over the kitchen floor from under the counter and it was getting out of control. I opened the cabinet underneath the sink and checked where it was coming from and noticed a heavy leak from one of the pipes. Had I been alone, I would have easily panicked; but Angie knew exactly what to do. 

That’s one thing that impresses me the most about her. She has grace under pressure and she can handle any situation with poise and composure. She immediately called specialists for water damage Fort Lauderdale residents usually rely on and explained the problem calmly.

After that, we took the last batch of cupcakes from the oven and transferred them on a cooling rack as if nothing happened. We covered the floor with absorbent kitchen rags and started boxing some of the cupcakes. 

The Water Damage Specialist

When the doorbell rang which signaled the arrival of the water repairman, Angie opened the front door for him. When she got back into the kitchen, she was wearing her widest smile and her eyes were motioning me to look over behind her.

And then I saw the “water damage specialist” which turned out to be a real hunk. I had an inkling right then that I might be seeing less of Angie in the next few weeks or months. And I was right about the weeks. 

A Silver Lining

Life has its own way of testing our patience to determine our breaking point. We may never understand it but these challenges can actually give us valuable lessons. I know that what I’ve gone through is nothing compared to what other people may be experiencing right now. That’s why I’m still thankful; and I consider myself blessed despite of everything. 

Being in the dark for quite some time also made me appreciate what it’s like to be under the sun. And amidst all the pains and frustrations, I’ve come across three realizations – the world has given me a new friend in Angie, I learned to appreciate my husband’s silent support, and I learned that every dark cloud has a silver lining on it if we’ll try to look closely enough. And for that, I’m extremely grateful.

A Suspicious Wife’s Tale

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A former colleague once told me that a wife who’s investigating on her cheating husband is far better than the NBI. Back then, I didn’t know what this meant. I thought that it was just a suspicious wife’s perception. But after years of being married, I’ve began to slowly understand it – especially now that Todd and I are way past the honeymoon stage. I also developed what people referred to as “the woman’s instinct”. I can sense when something doesn’t feel right and I become more attentive to my husband’s actions. 

The “Busy” Husband and the “Lonely” Wife

My husband, Todd, is constantly out-of-town. Sometimes, he would attend conferences and medical conventions. There are times when he’d volunteer as a visiting consultant to several geriatric home care facilities around Florida. He also attends to several speaking engagements for universities and medical institutions.

He’s very passionate about his profession. There are times when right in the middle of our dinner date, he would still receive important phone calls. I’ve learned to accept his busy schedule. However, I couldn’t help but feel lonely and left out. 

Since we moved to Miami, I never had a real or full-time career. It seemed that one thing always leads to another and I barely had any time to focus on anything. The adjustments, the change in our environment, and my failed pregnancy all took a toll on my disposition.

And after suffering from a miscarriage, Todd suggested that I stay home for the meantime and focus on my health so we can try for another pregnancy. And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing for more than a year now. I’m always home and alone most of the time.

The trouble is, as I spend most of my time at home fulfilling the duties of a wife, I can sense my husband slowly drifting away from me. And I begun to ask myself; am I not fun anymore? Have I turned into a boring and pathetic housewife? 

When Doubts and Insecurities Creep In

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My insecurities & worries

I first had my doubts when I learned that Todd has been keeping a second phone. I found it inside the hidden pocket of his coat. He was irritated when I asked him about it and he mentioned about keeping the other one strictly for work-related calls. I wasn’t convinced at all because I knew just how minimalist and practical he is. My suspicions grew stronger when I got home one time from the grocery store and overheard him talking to somebody on the phone while inside the bathroom. I tried to listen against the door but he kept his voice low. I didn’t ask him about it.

The Quest for Clues and Subtle Hints

Whenever my husband goes out with his friends and colleagues, he would sometimes take me with him. After all, I know most of these people. Perhaps, one of the reasons why I never doubted him before was because he loves bringing me to their private parties. I never get bored listening to them even though they’re all doctors, drug representatives and rehabilitation specialists. To me, they’re basically a happy and pleasant bunch of medical geeks. 

It was one of those fun nights with Todd and his colleagues when I decided to become more attentive with their actions and conversations. I thought that I can take it as an opportunity to find out something or to possibly get some clues. I did not fail.

The “Inside” Jokes

Soon enough, they started having their usual rounds of “inside” jokes. These are jokes that only the men in the group understand. Sometimes, I would get the idea just by reading between the lines. There are times when I just laugh without really knowing anything. But that particular night was different. The guys were mentioning about single women, strangers, phone calls and getting dirty. 

I once heard from Angie (my friend) about the free chat line numbers website which offers a wide range of adult entertainment from casual conversations to possibly meeting a hot single from your area all the way to finding an erotic phone sex partner. I knew that was the hidden message of the “inside” jokes. But the question is; has Todd been calling these chatlines for singles? If that’s the case, why would he do that when he’s already married? 

Hang on as I begin my quest to find the answers to these questions. Until then, I’ll be keeping you updated.

Moving to Miami and the Promising Life Ahead

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And so it goes – we’ve finally moved to Miami from the Bay Area! It’s for real! It took a magnanimous deal of courage for me to say “goodbye” to Daly City which served as my home for the last 6 years of my roller-coaster married life. Now, my husband and I would be taking on the new challenge of adjusting to a new place, new people, new lifestyle and practically, a new time zone. Will there be sunny days ahead as promised?  – These were my thoughts the moment I set foot on Miami; never knowing about the challenges and new experiences that lie ahead. 

After being married to my husband, Todd, for 6 years; he decided for us to move to Miami all the way from Daly City, CA to pursue his career as a Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation doctor. He figured that Miami would be a great place for his profession since one of his interests is Geriatric Medicine and a lot of elderly people move in this place for retirement due to favourable weather and excellent medical benefits. To fulfil the role of a good wife, I supported his decision, quit my job as a Teaching Assistant and said goodbye to my friends in the Bay Area.

Snippets of Our First Months in Miami

After arriving in Miami, my husband and I stayed for over a month in a rented home in Fort Lauderdale. It was a lovely 2-bedroom home in a welcoming neighborhood. It has a spacious kitchen that allowed me to play Masterchef while trying to adjust to a new life. I was jobless so I took the liberty of working on my culinary skills most of the time. I didn’t decorate the place that much since I knew that we’re staying there on a temporary basis only. 

My instinct is telling me that moving to a new state actually counts as a new adventure – that comes next to migrating to the U.S. during my early teenage years and getting married at the age of 22. Still, I couldn’t wait to move to our own place so we can finally settle down and sort out our new life. Waking up every day in a temporary living condition with all our stuff still unpacked isn’t my thing after all. Soon enough, Todd was able to finalize everything with a Miami investor properties company that made all the necessary arrangements for us to be able to find and move to our own place. At last!

Memoirs of a Housewife

Our new home didn’t disappoint me. Right from the start, the realtor that Todd contacted was able to present to us the best possible options we had in mind for a home until we finally made a final choice. We opted for a 2-storey home with 3 bedrooms, a well-planned floor area, bright and sunny kitchen and enough outdoor space within a quiet neighbourhood in Fort Lauderdale. The minute I set foot into our new home, I knew that it’s going to hold a lot of wonderful memories for us. 

I spent a lot of days unpacking our stuff and decorating the place. I made sure that we have everything we need like all the basic necessities, food and groceries. For the first time since we got married, I got to play the role of a housewife. I also made an effort to cook and prepare dinner every night – complete with wine, romantic candles and fresh flowers. I paid attention to a lot of details and I realized that it can actually be fun just being home except that household chores can sometimes be overwhelming. 

I started to wonder how far I can carry on with being just a plain housewife. Still, I chose to enjoy and savor every moment of it. And honestly speaking, it wasn’t so bad after all.