It's not a movie scene but a real life scene!
Thursday
mid-morning, I went to the hospital kitchen to drink a glass of cold
water. Along the way, I will pass the Pediatric room. A room for
toddlers and kids who are patients of the hospital. While drinking the
cold water, I can hear the bustling of nurse's and a mother's cry which
makes me wonder!
I went out of the kitchen and saw two men standing in the Pediatrics' door. One man said, "wala
na!" which means, there's no hope. Out of curiosity, I peek at the door
and saw a mother who turned her back on the child and cried. When I
looked at the child, my heart's crushed. I pity him. His eyes are not
blinking and blank. The child has a high fever and convulsing. His nose
has an oxygen tube to help him breath.
After
watching the child for a moment, I went to the shop and watched the computer screen, blankly. I can not take the child
off my mind. I ran to the room because my eyes are burning with tears. My husband asked me what happened. I told him, I pity a child in pedia room and I want to help him but restrain myself. Medical staff like
nurses were around to help him. I only know one for home cases
especially for emergencies in which my mother taught me. My father had
thrown me in the bed when I was a toddler. He thought I'm dead because
I'm black and blue. But then, I cried when a relative who is also a
midwife bite a part of my foot. Like the child, when I have a fever,
I'll be in a convulsive pits.
Yesterday, the child went
out of the hospital. He's alive and I hope his mother learns a lesson
from being careless when it comes to his child's health.
Ofcourse it feels bad when you see someone in pain, but good to hear that the boy walked out of the hospital in good health. And i am sorry that you had to go through it when you were just a baby.
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