Hospital Stories

Ahem. Now that I’m a regular here, I have made some ‘friends’ out of Doctors and Nurses, out of admitted boredom and a genuine interest in their lives after witnessing a distressed patient case at the Accident and Emergency ward the day T1 was admitted.

An ambulance arrived with an Indian family and an old man, a very old man, with broken ribs, a broken bleeding nose, broken legs, bruises on his head and gosh knows what else! Suddenly, the entire A&E was in emergency mode just like how you see on ER, I kid you not. T1 was of course, very curious but I kept distracting her as I didn’t want her to hear the trauma nor see it, so I spoke to her as much as possible and multi-tasked (yeah, we women are good at it. Try asking a man? Drop dead.) and perked my ears up real hard till they reached the ceiling and I had to hide under the table because it was getting a bit obvious that a bunny had appeared in a human hospital.

The man was unconscious but when he was revived, the Doctor had to shout at him:

WHAT HAPPENED, SIR?

DOES IT HURT HERE, SIR?

WHAT ABOUT HERE?

IS  IT A DULL PAIN OR A SHARP PAIN?

DOES THIS HURT?

WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THIS HAPPENED?

And then the Doctor rushes to the desk to call the neurosurgeon (and of course, I am eavesdropping all the way because I am kepoh like that. Hey, at 3am in the morning at A&E, what ELSE is there to do??).

Dr S? I have a patient here in bad shape. He has blablablablablabla and blablablablablabla (add Doctor’s jargon here) and blablablablabla. He claims he fell down but it looks like he’s been assaulted. The family wants to know the charges before we proceed with the CT scan and X-Rays. They need an estimate. Yes…..uhuh……he definitely needs ICU. Yes, very bad. His blablablabla and blablablabla (add Doctor’s jargon here). He came from GH. Yes. No. Eighty thousand. OK. No la…he is in real bad shape. I am quite sure he has been assaulted.

My heart wept, first of all, to learn that someone could assault an old man. I saw him. He was naked. He kept whimpering that he wanted water and they kept saying no. His nose was bleeding. He looked like he was about to die. His family appeared pretty calm. Perhaps they were in shock. In the end they decided to send him back to GH after they heard the EIGHTY THOUSAND estimated cost of putting their family member in hospital.

Secondly, I was disgusted that a hospital had to ask first who was going to pay the bill before they proceeded to give treatment. I mean, that is just criminal. And eighty thousand to save a life? C’mon……what is this? A business? A f*#@ing business?

Unfortunately, this is a reality of the world.

The man got unplugged from all the machines and got transferred back into the ambulance to be transported back to GH. The family followed. The Doctor saw them off and walked back in looking like she was about to cry. Then I heard her say to another doctor. He’s not going to make it. Do you have 60 cents? I need a coffee.

She looked really, really sad. And I was really, really sad too.

Then I wondered, how do the people who work here handle all this stress? Imagine wanting to save a life and not being able to do so, or fail. Imagine seeing dead bodies every so often. I asked the doctor much later how she did it and she gave me that aching look. I asked how many dead people she’s seen in A&E alone and her answer shocked me. She shook her head, countless….countless. I gave her some words of encouragement and hoped that she felt a bit better, even if just a drop.

Later, when we were escorted to our room, I asked the hospital aid how he worked here seeing people die all the time. He said he was so used to it. Just recently, he had to work with the Metro bus accident child who had her entire stomach opened up with blood and intestines spewed out, which of course made me google to find out what he was talking about and when I did, I was horrified. Things like that really shouldn’t be happening at all. I applauded him for doing his job.

Then I spoke to another hospital aid who also said he saw people die everyday. My goodness, do that many people die on a daily basis???

The nurse at T2’s ward said she used to work in a pediatric cancer ward and she’d go home to cry every single day until she resigned and sank into a depression. She said as nurses, they took care of these children and one day they would be so bubbly and cheerful and then the next day, they are gone. It was really tough on her as she got attached to the children. Children never deserve to die. Never.

Thus I would like to take this opportunity to thank all these wonderful and brave hospital staff for doing what they do. It’s a dirty job but somebody’s got to do it and I am so thankful to them for doing it.

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6 thoughts on “Hospital Stories

  1. Yes, it’s always the case with many private medical centres here and actually in many places too. They are more concerned on whether the patient(s) or their family can pay the bill or not. Because most of the time, they are run by non-medical people, but even those (not all) in the medical profession, many have forgotten their Hippocratic Oath. I understand they need to make money/earn a living etc, but of course, saving lives is top priority.

    I just wonder why did they send the patient from GH to a private medical centre, usually it’s the opposite. Patients who were initially sent to a private centre would eventually end up in GH.

    I wouldn’t go into pediatric oncology….just brings back too many sad and painful scenarios. But for those who persevere and carry on with their duties, I really bow to them.

  2. glad to hear that both the girls are OK. It really isn’t easy to have 2 of them down and you are the only pillar for them at that time.

    You take care too and rest well :).

  3. You’re right. It’s a sad and cruel world out there. It takes metal strength to get through what these doctors and nurses do. Sometimes, u get heartless doctors and nurses, but I think it’s the situation they’re in, and the way they’ve conditioned themselves to be this way.

  4. haven’t been snooping and this post made me shed tears;(
    i can imagine myself going into depression seeing all these sad & traumatic cases…esp children’s ward…thanks for sharing this.

  5. u know patsy, after my recent c-sect i had wanted to write somethg too to honour these big-hearted people we call nurses/dr/hospital aid/etc. but i dun write as good as u & being lazy/busy …i put it aside 🙁
    i’m so glad you’ve said my thoughts…absolutely agree that these ppl who r willing to do the ‘dirty job’ r brave & wonderful …i esp felt no-good when they hv to wipe those dirty blood (menses) down there on me but on the oth hand i felt thankful 😀

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