I admit I was eavesdropping a little bit but when he said that, I was in total agreement and I was like "hmmm. . .he knows what to think and what to say". The 'he' I've been mentioning is a doctor, a young house officer(HO).
My three weeks of attachment at Tan Tock Seng Hospital (TTSH) has opened my eyes to quite a number of things. One of them is that young, hot and handsome doctors do exist. Okay you can ignore that but its true. The HOs there are really good looking and even a few MOs(medical officer) and I swear they're really distracting. *blushes* C'mon, who wouldn't be attracted to them? They're like doctors which means they're smart and they're really good looking. I was particularly attracted to one of the HOs but he was there only during my first week because they changed the team of doctors. :( Anyway, that's not really the main point of my whole attachment.
After working for 3 weeks in a hospital, I realised that I should be counting my blessings and be thankful to God for giving me such a wonderful life; that I'm not the one in a hospital bed, or any of my family members, thankful that none of us are suffering like some of the patients are. We will never NEVER know the pain they are going through, both the patient and the patient's family members. When it comes to nursing, people will think "Eeeeeuw you have to change diapers and wipe butts" this and that bla bla bla, its true that we do change diapers and wipe butts. I did doubt whether I could do that but surprisingly, I was happy that I could help my patients. I honestly don't mind serving them and when they say "Thank you", I know that they appreciate our help. They are actually really nice people; sometimes when we serve them their meals, they'll ask us if we had eaten and some even offer us food. They will also ask what time we work until and how are we coping with our attachment and studies. The patients know that we are students and we are slow in doing things but they did not complain yet some of them even guided us by giving us valuable advice. So you see, this is somehow a mutual thing - we care for them, they care for us. =)
This is actually what motivates me to go to work everyday for my 3 weeks(except the fact that I get to see handsome doctors). Being able to make them feel comfortable makes me happy. But at times when I see patients suffering, I feel sad for them. I remember telling my teacher how I feel about seriously ill patients. I told her that sometimes when I see them, I feel that its better for them to 'leave' because that way, they won't suffer anymore and like what the doctor said, the quality of life is important. But at the same time, it will also be hard for the family members to let go. And this is actually something we have to learn in life as well because one day, we will have to let someone go too. I hope that day will never come, but if it does, I'll probably have to courage to do so. As for now, I'm content with my life and I'm thankful that I've been given a chance to help others. If I could, I wish to fulfil my dream to be a doctor one day, so I could do more.
Anyway, here's a photo of the ten of us! :D Team Ward9C!
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