Opposed to what some people might say, this is a place - i find serenity, love, joy. People will usually associate this place to an in-between of life and death or maybe a place for living dead. So it is better to avoid it. It is true that we all should avoid it since visiting it means that we are injured or on the verge of death.
But somehow, i fell in love with it. I just fell in love with the hospital. You may find it hard to believe. Once, i resisted living in hospital but it took me merely 2 nights and 2 days to like it. How could i bear to leave it when there is a good system that nurses me back to health? How could i bear to leave it when i make friends there? How could i bear to leave it when i was told i was her first patient she did a jab on?
They were way too good.
They were willing to open up a conversation with me. They were meticulous with handling my injury. Best of all, they could carry on with their work with much professionalism, even though it is an emotionally and physically tiring job.
During my stay, it was not just about being happy. Pain did come along. It was the pain i experienced and they were always around to fight it away. I was not alone. Also, i had difficulty moving about. But not to worry, they were with me when i wanted to move about.
I felt so much at home. Not lonely, not unhappy. Seriously, how many times are you asked the questions: "how are you", "is it still painful" in your life? By showing concerns and care, the patients can really recover faster.
Then in the middle of the night, they will still do their rounds and check on each patient. When something is amiss, they will solve it even when the patient is asleep. I had my night when people kept shouting for nurses. It was really amusing. I think only people who were there with me will understand it.
As a person, i may be emotional. But the point is i have come to appreciate them so much. I just wonder how they are doing now. I think it is still business as usual - Ward 12C, Bed 81A.
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