.Monday, November 16, 2009@8:04 PM.
Hospital. A place where life is created and death is released. A place with mixture of happiness and sorrow. The stay over there really let me see some fact about life, a cruel fact. Lonely old soul, lying on the bed alone while watching other patient family gather around the bed, smiling and laughing. And what he got is only his lunch and a cup of tea. After finishing his meal, he simply walked away, strolling in the internal area of the ward. Imagine, next time when you're old, even if it's Sunday (Family Day) no one actually visit you and while dwelling in the happiness of others, you sense a sharp pain in your heart and asking yourself, where is my family? A simple yet unanswerable question.
The day came where he can discharge from the hospital, he was told 2 hours earlier than me. Straight away, he went to change and told the nurse to call his wife and son to fetch him. He waited and waited, from the looks from his eye, you can see his agony that he want to go home asap. Waited far too long, he told the nurse to inform his family member again but the nurse told him this time his family member didn't pick up the phone. So to console him, she told him they might be on the way now. I don't know what happen because when i left the place, he was still there. Waiting for his family to appear in front of him. Imagine you are him, the waiting time is killing you and you actually see another person discharging before you but you waiting far longer than him. That must be very sourish.
Another patient beside me was a old uncle, he was a pawn shop worker or boss, didn't ask in detail. He was sick, he had problem passing motion. What the doctor did was open a opening in his large intestine, so the waste will all pass out through there. Shitified ain't it? but that's not the end to it, because the bag was use to collect the shit, but it cannot be very tight as it will be very uncomfortable and you need to change it (Once it's full). Once there was a nurse accidentally bump him with his motion bag along and the waste leak all over the bed. Imagine, from now onwards, this is a barrel, whatever you do, you can't live without it. Inaccessible to many things.
Imagine, you can't speak and the only thing you can move in your whole body is your hand. Opening your eye you realize that you are in the hospital. The pain and suffering, no one will know because you can't speak and tell them what actually are you feeling. Family and friends, they brought a lot of things like a radio to play christian music, a heat dissolver fan and come to massage you, try to talk to you. But you just couldn't tell them how thankful you are to them. When you're in pain, you show it in your face but you just couldn't do anything to stop them.
In the world, the worst thing is that you lost any one of your five senses or the ability of movement. Can't imagine what time will bring for us in the near future. The point that i want to make it just to stick close to your love ones and no point bearing any hatred for each other because why fill your heart with such difficulty, you will only bring a trouble mind around. Loosen up a little and step backward one step you will see things in a bigger bigger picture.
OK! Wanna said something, the NURSES in CGH is good man i tell you, especially the Staff nurse, one is totally my pattern, near la but she's not very pretty to a lot of people i think. I'm satisfied with this kinda partner! Those ITE apprentices was also not bad but too bad they isn't my type.
I miss you whenever i go there. A lot of memories with you happen to be at there. Sometimes, i would just wonder when can i put you down. Guess that's an answer i'm still yet to find....
