My story,My life

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Didnt have the time to blog like previously.

Trying to draw a line between work and personal life.

As for work, I dont think I got the chance to be junior, I am forever in charge already I guess.

Wearing the staff nurse uniform and being an in charge is really much different from student being an in charge.

Communicating with Doctors.
I think I just love to call every doctors's phone and remind them what they are supposed to do.

My very first close patient left.
The very young him, leaving his beautiful wife and two young children.
Remembering that time, he, holding my hand telling me we really click well.
No matter how busy I am, he's always the one asking if I have eaten for that shift.
And always be the one telling me to slow down my pace.

Asking if I want to be his god-daughter. I really wish I was.

Just one off day I headed back,
He became restless and lethargic.
I was like............. kinda shocked?
He was perfectly fine when I left after the last shift.
Cancer, you're a real terrorist for all my patients.
And you're really torturing every single one, especially the family members.

His wife, the no. one best wife ever.
Always with him,
Putting my hand over her shoulder after my shift, telling her to be strong.
And she told me, "He is really strong"
Looking at him, my tears.
I nearly teared, and you know we're the nurses.
We are not supposed to.

1st July, he left.
I wasn't there. Better not. I think all the nurses will cry because he's really the best patient ever.

The every moment with him was really precious.

Yea, you'll always stay in my heart,
Rest in peace.

♥ 12:41 PM