Emiliana Rodriguez’s childhood memories are a blend of joy and sorrow, intertwined with the haunting specter of a silent killer lurking in the darkness. Growing up in Bolivia, she vividly remembers evenings spent watching her friends play soccer under the moonlit sky. But one fateful night, the game was abruptly halted by the tragic passing of a player, a victim of the insidious disease known as Chagas.
For Rodriguez, the incident cast a long shadow of fear over the night. In the folklore of her upbringing, Chagas was depicted as a monstrous presence that emerged under the cover of darkness, claiming lives without warning. This narrative became all too real when she learned that her friend had succumbed to this silent and silenced disease, one of the thousands who perish annually from its grasp.
Now, at 42 years old and living in Barcelona for over two decades, Rodriguez still grapples with the specter of Chagas that haunts her past. “The terror would grip me at night”, she confides. “There were times when sleep eluded me, fearing that I might never wake up again.”
Her own confrontation with the disease came to light eight years ago, during her first pregnancy. The revelation of her status as a carrier sent shockwaves through her, evoking memories of her childhood trauma. “I felt paralyzed with fear”, she recalls. “The thought of what might happen to my unborn child kept me awake at night.”
Yet, despite the looming threat, Rodriguez embarked on a journey of treatment to safeguard her child from the same fate. Thanks to medical intervention, her daughter emerged unscathed, spared from the clutches of the silent killer that had haunted her family’s history.
Rodriguez’s story is not unique. Across the globe, individuals like Elvira Idalia Hernández Cuevas of Mexico find themselves thrust into the unfamiliar terrain of Chagas disease. For Idalia, the journey began with a routine act of altruism, donating blood. Little did she know that this act would expose her to a hidden danger lurking within her own community.
“When I first heard the diagnosis, I was terrified”, Idalia recounts. “I had never even heard of Chagas before, let alone imagined that I could be its victim.”
Her experience echoes a broader reality, one where awareness of Chagas remains dangerously low, even in regions where the disease exacts its heaviest toll. Originating in the Americas, Chagas has since spread its reach to other continents, ensnaring millions in its silent grip.
In the face of this silent epidemic, efforts to combat Chagas are hindered by a lack of awareness and resources. Outdated treatments offer little solace to those afflicted, with medications often proving toxic and ineffective, particularly for newborns.
Yet, amidst the darkness, there are glimmers of hope. Champions like Emiliana Rodriguez and Elvira Idalia Hernández Cuevas are raising their voices to break the silence surrounding Chagas. Through advocacy and awareness campaigns, they seek to shine a light on this neglected disease, urging communities to confront the monster lurking in their midst.
As the world grapples with the challenge of eradicating Chagas by 2030, the road ahead remains daunting. But with each voice raised in solidarity, the hope for a future free from the shackles of Chagas grows stronger.
In the battle against this silent killer, knowledge is our most potent weapon. By arming ourselves with awareness and understanding, we can confront Chagas head-on, ensuring that no more lives are claimed by the darkness.
My Husband Rewrote His Will behind My Back, and I Can’t Forgive Him — Story of the Day
My husband helped me raise my daughters, although he was not their biological father. In the end, he made a huge decision on his own that changed my life and ruined everything.
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Years ago, I met Nicholas during the hardest time of my life. I was a single mother and had two daughters to feed. But we fell in love and got married in less than a year. We also moved into the most beautiful home I could imagine.
Nicholas had been divorced in the past and had a son he barely spoke to, Nick Jr. His ex-wife did everything in her power to stop Nicholas from seeing the kid. He hated her attitude and missed his son.
We moved into a beautiful house after our wedding. | Source: Shutterstock
Therefore, he took on a fatherly role with my daughters and became the best dad they ever had. Eventually, they stopped calling him “stepfather.” He was just their dad. But that was more than 20 years ago. My daughters grew up and now have families of their own.
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Luckily, my eldest, Darlene, gave us two grandchildren. Nicholas adored those boys, and they visited often. They came for lunch one Sunday, and I wanted to talk to Darlene about something serious. My husband had told me something the night before that I wasn’t sure I could deal with at all.
I thought it was unfair, but I wanted my daughter’s honest opinion. Luckily, Nicholas planned to take the kids to the park. “Ok, Alice, honey. See you later,” he said, giving me a worried look because he knew I had been thinking about last night.
I had to talk to Darlene about what her father did. | Source: Pexels
“Mom, what’s going on?” Darlene asked when we were finally alone.
“Oh, Darlene. I don’t know what I’m going to do now. I don’t know if I’m being selfish or what,” I started.
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“Tell me. We’ll figure things out,” she told me.
“Last night, your father revealed something that I’m not sure I can forgive. He willed this big mansion to his son, Nick,” I explained.
“What? I thought he hadn’t spoken to Nick in years,” Darlene said, confused.
“He hasn’t! Ever since that big fight where Nick called him all kinds of names because Nicholas wouldn’t give him money,” I added.
“But then, he’s giving him this house? You live here too. You guys are married,” Darlene continued.
Darlene couldn’t believe Nicholes would do this. | Source: Pexels
“That’s the problem, sweetheart. He just made that decision on his own without telling me anything about it. He showed me the will last night. It has been notarized and everything,” I said. “He is also giving him all the money in his bank account.”
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“I can’t believe Dad would do this,” Darlene said. “I mean…I wasn’t expecting anything for my sister or me. But he completely disregarded us…his family for 20 years.”
“That’s how I feel. Like after all this time, we were never his real family! His son has treated him horribly for so long, and I know that his horrible mother influenced him. But still…I don’t know what to do,” I finished and dried the tears running down my face.
We always had a seemingly great relationship. | Source: Pexels
“I’m just in shock. You guys have had the perfect relationship for so long. My husband and I talked about it all the time. I can’t believe Dad would do this,” Darlene muttered. “Let me call Rosaline. Let’s see what she thinks.”
“Dad did what?!” Rosaline yelled through the speakerphone. “I can’t believe it. I don’t want his money, but I can’t believe he wouldn’t want Mom to be set for life if anything happens.”
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“Yeah, that’s how I feel,” Darlene told her sister. Meanwhile, I was still crying softly.
“Well, I’m sorry. I consider him my father, but I won’t tolerate this. Mom, you have rights to the house and the money. We are taking legal action NOW!” Rosaline exclaimed and hung up.
I didn’t want to take legal action, but my daughters insisted. | Source: Pexels
“I didn’t want to take this any further. He’s my husband, and I know he wants to take care of Nick Jr. because he wasn’t there most of his life,” I told Darlene, hoping that she would convince her sister to back down.
“No, Mom. That wasn’t Dad’s fault or yours. What are you going to do if something happens? You would be left homeless and penniless. Rosaline is right. We have no option unless he changes his will,” Darlene coaxed.
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“I’ll try to talk to him,” I said tentatively. But I knew Nicholas. I knew he wouldn’t change his mind. I talked to him that night after Darlene left with her kids. Nicholas wouldn’t budge, so I packed my things and went to stay at Rosaline’s house.
Our relationship was ruined, but at least, I wasn’t homeless and penniless. | Source: Pexels
We took him to court but gave him many chances to change his mind. In the end, Nicholas decided to sell the big house and give me half the price. I didn’t want to divorce him, but there was no other option. So I received half our savings as well.
He ruined our relationship. My daughters and I never saw him again. In the end, he didn’t consider us family at all.
What can we learn from this story?
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- Money troubles can ruin everything. Nicholas disregarded part of his family in favor of his son, and in the end, he ruined his marriage.
- You have to protect yourself. Alice didn’t want to take her husband to court, but her daughters wanted to protect her.
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