The same woman who wanted to die now has much to live for: a loving husband, a new baby, and a long-awaited reunion with her boy.
It was a long journey.
Martinez left the Dominican Republic five years ago for treatment at the Boston Shriner’s Hospital, leaving Vladimir behind with her mother. With her wounds, the painful surgery – she’s had more than two dozen procedures – and the absence of her son, she was desolate.
Gradually, she began to make friends, but she never thought a man would see beyond her scars. In spring of 2005, Martinez was at a friend’s party in Lynn, in the kitchen preparing rice, beans, and chicken. As she cooked, she spoke to another woman in Spanish, encouraging her to get out of an abusive relationship.
Cesar Muniz, cousin to the party host, was impressed. “I listened to her. I thought, wow, how can you have the strength to help another person? I looked at what was inside Crusita. What I saw was a generous woman, a talented, beautiful woman.” His face darkens at the subject of domestic violence. “We were born from mothers, and you should never hurt a woman.”
Crusita remembers him saying, after she finished cooking, something she’d never heard a man say before: “You need to sit. I need to serve you.”
Six months later, the couple was married at the house where they met. He takes her to all her medical appointments, holding her hand and singing – “off-key,” he interjects – during procedures. “Sometimes, I’ll come home from work and he has dinner on the table,” she says.Continued…Though happy, Martinez was anxious to bring her son to the US; she hadn’t seen him in four years. Muniz made and paid for the arrangements, and a year ago Vladimir joined them. The day before Thanksgiving, Martinez delivered a baby girl. Her family was now complete.
Martinez says she has never met a man like her husband, someone who will cook, clean, bathe, and change the baby. “When the baby cries at night, he says, ‘Don’t wake up; I’ll do it.’ In the Dominican Republic, men don’t do that,” she says. “When I see my elephant nose, I cry, and he says, ‘Please don’t cry. If you cry, I want to cry, too. Every time I go to surgery, he helps me. I used to feel alone. Now, I don’t.”
She’s on maternity leave from her job as a hotel housekeeper, which with her limited English and her scars, she feels is the only job she can hold. Still, working around chemicals scares her, and Cesar wants her to return to school. “Going back to school is her future,” he says. “And it will be a perfect example for Vladimir.”
Muniz, 40, is a medical assistant at Brigham and Women’s Hospital and is studying to be a physician’s assistant at the Massachusetts College of Pharmacy and Health Sciences. He leaves home at 6 a.m. and returns at 9 p.m. Though money is tight, he plans to take his wife to the Top of the Hub at the Prudential Center for a Valentine’s lunch today.