hosp thoughts

I hate the hosp. its depressing. I was so very sad when Mr Kelso got discharged this mon. I did not say my last good be to him. But I shld be happy that he is getting better. He is 80Yr +. same birthday as me!!!

then learnt CPR proper today, practised on manikins. the nurse teaching us could sense that i was a very serious person, but i a infact not! thats cos this tpic on cpr made me think of how i could have helped save a life in june this year. If only i was at the right place at the right time and i did not freak out. then thought of my sis and how life is so fragile. I did not do a proper assessment. I am lousy at first aid!

but today, after learning it on manikins, i was eager to go out in the world and help someone, promising tto myself that i will not be nervous when the situation arises. then again, if something happened to a fmaily member, i will stand there crying and will not do anything else.

so Jean, a lovely 90 yr old lady from jeram's church invited a few of us to her place, in the retirement village for dinner. she is just so independent and lovely to cook dinner for us. We read Hebrews 1 and had prayer. Just lovely pple around us. Then she said, "if i don't see you guys next year....."
I was just numbed. How can pple ever talk abt death like that?

then on surgical ward rounds, saw this 17 year old girl who has loss brain function, mutiple fractures from a motor vehicle accident. very tragic.

read yesterday's newspapers....abt a truck driver who crashed and was helicopetered to tamworth hosp. I was thinking, that is the man i saw in Emerg dept!! I saw someone famous....I tried to set a cannula in his arm, but failed. He came in just looking horrific.

then.....omg. i think i can keep going on abt these tragedies. but have to stop. too much to take.