The only thing shift as fast as from happy to worry is the turning of age.
I am touched... A patient just wished me many good things after delivered her baby (almost didn't make it). I didn't help the labour but I did accompany her a while when she's in pain. This proves again that patients should be handled with heart, not just skills.
Suddenly you are a leaf hanging on a tree
Helplessly tossed by the wind
By the branch, brought unnoticed towards the sun
What is this warmth? Why is this glee?
If you had a face, you would grin
But to actually own this feeling, you're not the one
Like a sun
Even if I can't reach you in any ways :(
Like a sun
You still brightened my days (:
And the answer to "where was the last time I see you" remains in ICU..............
There's a guy I like recently. First time I saw him.... I was, er, I don't remember the detail but it was morning, around 6.30 am. It was morning after my night shift. The place setting was in a resuscitation room at the Emergency Installation. My mates and I were busied by a critical patient who almost died about two hours before and saved back to life by a neat CPR from the anaesthesiology team. It was my first time watching a real first aid.
So for about an hour or so, after the patient was quite stable and waiting for the complicated administration to move up to the ICU, me as the co-assistant, carried the role as a manual bagging person. The patient's breathing is completely dependent to an ambulatory bag, every 3 or 4 seconds the bag (more like a balloon) should be pumped to give air to the patient's lungs. I might be proud as the most vital point to keep him living laid in my hand. Had I stopped bagging, the patient would stop breathing. Make you a bit big-headed, huh :)
There were two or three other co-assistants (my mates) on duty that time. We switched to keep bagging. Near 7am, when the sunlight entered the emergency unit softly, I turned to the resuscitation room's glass door and saw a freshly looking man, he wore a white coat like the other doctors in this hospital, but a bit more neat; he's tall and his black spectacles suited his classy appearance. When I look back now, he's not really that goodlooking but maybe the morning sun's effect got me into believing that he's simply handsome... :D
I didn't know he's our resident. In fact, he's the Chief of Emergency Installation, Anaesthesiology Dept. Meaning he's always in the ER from 7am to 3pm Monday to Saturday. All emergency patients and emergency surgeries in the ER were his responsibility. Quite cool, isn't it? :D
But at that time I thought he's just a doctor passing by. When I pumped the amb bag, he asked my name. I just answered lightly and got back to my bagging job. Nothing more than that.
Since then, we got the chance to meet quite often. I particularly liked to work in the ER, not because of him. The reason was that apart from ER, the other options were to be in the ICU, the Post-Operative Unit, or the Polyclinic. All them were booooring (especially the polyclinic - a place where time stands still...). I love the emergency situation, it's interesting....! The other reason was that the chiefs in ICU and Post-Op Unit were not that pleasant. So ER was the least bad of all. Never knew that it was the best of all, until I experienced it myself. My friends had gosipped that I liked to choose the ER duty because I liked the chief resident. The fact was the other way around. Because I had chosen ER and spent much time there, I was impressed by the chief resident. So I fancied him only after I left the anaesthesiology dept.
But ahh so sad, he's already had a girlfriend. She's also a resident doctor in the paediatric dept and she's very beautiful. When I was a co-assistant in that dept, I used to really like looking at her; so cute! A bit chubby, matched the babyface look. But now, I'm quite scared when I see her around, as what you would feel when encountering someone whose boyfriend you had a little crush with. Haha. T_T *sobs*
"we were fellow ER co-assistant..."
(no, you're not! ^^")
