The thing about Hospitals
Hospitals can be seen as a place where Death and Life struggles, it is a final destination for many who eventually pass on, and the starting point for almost everyone. At our earliest day, we would been spanked by a total stranger to mark our successful entry into the world, from a world full of water and food, to that of bright lights, cold air and the stench of hospital equipments. Day by day, we come to terms with the world around us, staying away from hospitals.
I can think of 4 main reasons why people visit hospitals, firstly, to visit ailing friends/relatives, secondly, to welcome the birth of a new child, thirdly, to work, and last but not least, to eat.
Visited a relative recently in hospital, which i would normally go only for food. For this day, my role has changed, i was no longer an outsider, looking at the worried faces of the people around me. It felt real and it was a saddening view, a normally healthy person, down on the bed, unable to respond to the calls around her..
Flashback:Wondered how it was like for my ah nei when she was on the hospital bed, yes, she had 6 children and many more grandchilds, but surely none could be with her every minute, it must have felt lonely and saddening, whats worst is that i had never really done my part for her when she was at the hospital, somehow, at that age, i just did not feel the importance of kinship with my grandma, it was a mistake that can never be corrected, a guilt to hold forever, a loss that is irreversable.
Sometimes i just wonder, who is more in pain? The person on the bed, or the closed ones with worried hearts that are waiting. The sick one might be totally knocked off from the rest, in a deep sleep, unable to understand what is happening to their own body, but it is the people who are aware of the actual seriousness of the condition that will have endless thoughts and "what if" runnning through their minds.
"what if" we let go? would that mean lesser pain for the sick? "what if" we hang on, maybe, she would just recover from it all and return to normal life. Some many questions, all seeking hope, if there ever comes a day in which i would need to make such decisions, will i be strong enough to decide? would i?
Life is short, treasure those around you
I can think of 4 main reasons why people visit hospitals, firstly, to visit ailing friends/relatives, secondly, to welcome the birth of a new child, thirdly, to work, and last but not least, to eat.
Visited a relative recently in hospital, which i would normally go only for food. For this day, my role has changed, i was no longer an outsider, looking at the worried faces of the people around me. It felt real and it was a saddening view, a normally healthy person, down on the bed, unable to respond to the calls around her..
Flashback:Wondered how it was like for my ah nei when she was on the hospital bed, yes, she had 6 children and many more grandchilds, but surely none could be with her every minute, it must have felt lonely and saddening, whats worst is that i had never really done my part for her when she was at the hospital, somehow, at that age, i just did not feel the importance of kinship with my grandma, it was a mistake that can never be corrected, a guilt to hold forever, a loss that is irreversable.
Sometimes i just wonder, who is more in pain? The person on the bed, or the closed ones with worried hearts that are waiting. The sick one might be totally knocked off from the rest, in a deep sleep, unable to understand what is happening to their own body, but it is the people who are aware of the actual seriousness of the condition that will have endless thoughts and "what if" runnning through their minds.
"what if" we let go? would that mean lesser pain for the sick? "what if" we hang on, maybe, she would just recover from it all and return to normal life. Some many questions, all seeking hope, if there ever comes a day in which i would need to make such decisions, will i be strong enough to decide? would i?
Life is short, treasure those around you
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