I find the need to write today because God sent me a special patient today.
My first special patient was in Medical department, but that was a story left untold due to the lack of motivation I had to write previously. (It was, a department where one can get depleted of energy really fast, mind you)
Apparently, my patient is a spot on diagnosis. I was surprised myself, to be able to meet one, to have been given the chance of attending and clerking her.
I remember trying out her reflexes, which didn't amount to much. Moro, sucking, palmar grasp.
I am glad I got to touch her, I was trying to channel hope. Though I can't tell if hope was more for me or her. I was hoping I don't have to see her go.
But she did. Not when I was around, but she did.
And it confuses me now. Cause the other three cases I attended to today, was a prem, whom was jittery, otherwise normal. An infant of a diabetic mother, and a neonatal jaundice case. In my head, what was going on was, well little one, at least, you're not like her. I know it's wrong to think that way, everyone has their share of burden. It was wrong to make such comparison. Kan?
Am I perhaps in denial? Haha. Perhaps I should have seen her go. Then again, it is better not to. :'(
Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun.
Don't grief too long.
On a fairly happy note, we got ourselves a Ukelele today. :)
Nah, I can't be smiling somehow.
Give me strength. Please. :(
Love always, regardless,