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Wednesday, April 27, 2016

a facade

sometimes things can get  a lil lonely here.

missing everyone. those in n not in d pics too :D



it's hard to maintain a strong face. that everything supposed to be under controlled. behind the mask, the facades, all i want to do is to break down. to cry a bit. just to feel human.

lol. melodramatic pule tetiba.

anyway, there was one pt in my ward. initially admitted for alleged MVA with # phalanx of his toes. was under our medical care for moderate osa with chr. co2 retention (eh mcm nk present case pule). Well, i'm not going to share his medical probs actually.

Tp aku suke curi2 pandang couple ni. His wife was taking care of him 24-7. There was one time, he scolded her for being slow and unable to attend to his needs properly. Marah2. His wife looked upset. Suddendly, that pt slapped his thigh and face. (i was surprised tkut la plak tetiba altered mental status ni haha).

He said, "dlu x mcm ni...skrang useless." He was obese and with boot slab on his left LL. U can imagine how hard for him to move, even to sit upright was hard enough. His wife, was here and there, doing everything she could to make her husband at ease. At 2-3 am, while doing a round with my bos, i looked at her, small fragile body, hugging a pillow, trying to get some sleep on the chair. She looked exhausted. But contented and satisfied. Doing her best for people u love dearest. Unconditional and unspeakable love.

Dulu, while i was in form 5, we (with my baba, my lil brother) visited my late grandmother. She was bed bound with u/l recurrent cva and other complications. When we arrived at her house, my father switched off the engine, but didn't open the door directly. We had about 2 min moment of silent. Then suddenly, he started to speak..."klau baba jd camni, ape yang nanim and ufa akan buat?" The question was so serious, that we were taken aback, and i just looked at the front door of the house saying nothing. I guess my father was questioning himself too. Have we done enough to ppl we love the most...

My late grandmother passed away when i was in 2nd yr of med school. She was cardioverted in front of me and my father. The cardiologist told me to go behind the curtain while they were performing the procedure when suddenly my father said, "its okay, she's a med student, she'll stay." I don't think i should stay. Things got emotional when d pt was not just a pt but a somebody to u.

Well, enough 'throwback-ing'. Got usrah today here. Need to kemas skit2 and look up what's in d fridge hahaha.  

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