mick called last night. twice. i was happy he called cause i need someone to really talk to. the kind who will just listen without judgments or unsolicited advices. the kind you could only get from my husband.
at the hospital, there was this patient who was admitted since last week. he suffered from multiple stab wounds from a neighbor and by multiple, i really mean multiple! he was doing fine, we thought, but the absence of antibiotics needed to increase his resistance to infection resulted in complications from the many -omy operations he had. the watcher said they didn't have enough money to buy the much needed meds. before we left, they were all ready to ambu bag the patient while he stares blankly into space, gasping for breath, as if asking God to have mercy on his poor soul.
our group felt really bad for this guy. when you are in the hospital, you begin to get miserable with all the injustices of the world. sometimes, a few pesos would cost you a life and with the numerable patients with the same problem, it would really cost you a lot! how sad...
if only i were that rich to shoulder all their hospital expenses, if only the world is financially balanced, if only people would stop stabbing their neighbors, if only absolutely free healthcare is available in the Philippines, if only corrupt officials and other crooks would share their "stolen" money, if only people could have indestructible bodies, if only...haaay! such a cruel world...
i could just stare blankly into space together with that patient and pray that may God indeed have mercy on his poor soul...
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