Hope

The old man called out her name. Yet he received no reply. The woman he married to for the past 40 years lied silently while her lungs were connected to a a breathing machine. He stood steadfast beside her for hours... waiting for some kind of miracle that she will return back to him as it was before.

She suffered from severe cardiac failure secondary to heart attack in front of him 2 days ago. With all the strength left in his frail frame, he carried her collapsed body out to their front yard and drove her to hospital.

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I wish miracle would happen more often these days especially to those good people. For all we know it could have taken the last bus to Santa Fe. Andy Dufresne once said "Hope is a good thing, and no good thing ever dies".

As ironic as it is... I agree with the first part.

Andá a joderte

Last week a patient of a Caribbean origin landed in our ward with a blood disorder (which country shall not be named coz apart from dr - patient confidentiality, his country also has long range nuclear ballistic capability).


During the course of his treatment he had multiple visits from his country's ambassador. Which shows how genuine their concern over their fellow countrymen' wellbeing.


Maybe it just me, but i felt that with the ambassador's daily visit, things got speed up a little - with a bone marrow aspiration done in less than 24 hour. Which I must confess I haven't seen that happen with the other ordinary Malaysian patients (malu... malu).


This guy however know zilch of English coz they were once conquered by Spanish. Luckily their embassy could provide us with a translator.


Which was hilarious at times coz me being a highly imaginative person felt like being in a RTM 4pm Spanish telenovela with my name tag says Dr Drake Ramore...

...uttering "Te quiero con todo mi corazon"

(with dramatic facial expression).