WORKS
salam…blogging again, via my workplace, doing my notes after seeing patient, got no time to write note other than sitting alone here , completing the works…
talking about works, just now i went to see a boy, same age as my nephew, at ICU, well, it broke my heart to see him like that, from a simple viral infection that might regress on normal child, he developed septicemia with multiple organ failure…i was just a doctor, who oblilgingly serve my patient, but while im cleaning his wound, i did ponder, what if i was in his mother’s place?what my feeling would be ?
surely it is easy to say than do, attending this boy, i put away my sad feeling, coz i just want to treat him, but if i am to face this with my own child, i wont think i would be strong enough to face it…
it broke my heart to see kids suffering from disease, but today this morning,i did feel so happy to see m y patient with the same viral infection, came with healed wound, so happy to see him shook my hand and kissed my hand, i said to myself, would it be nice to have my own child?
while walking to ICU with my nurse, i said to her”even though i dont have child, but my nieces and nephews are my children, i cannot help to think if i were to face the same situation”…
i am so blessed to be working in hospital, attending patients, this is not a glamorous job, it is a tedious, gruelling works for those who are in the same shoes as mine…but i do love my work, i pray one day,, when i am able to be a specialist, i would be able to do many many good deeds to my patients.
