Wednesday, March 31, 2010

iba

after a long hiatus, i have risen to write about death.

a few hours ago, i have experienced my first mortality in this new institution i'm in. and it broke my heart to know that they do things so much differently from what i'm used to.

walang ECG. kalokohan. i understand that the living patients need it more than the dead/seemingly dead. but how can you pronounce someone dead without an ECG tracing?! with a confusing cheap stethoscope that can't even hear a loudly beating heart?! if we were stuck in the middle of the Amazon, i would've just let it go. but we're not. so there.

walang pari. 'pag umaga lang daw may pari, sa gabi, wala. WAT DA??!! kalokohan na talaga 'to.

(other details of what transpired i believe are too foul to be written.)

i learned from this man. in him i was able to do my first tracheostomy. forever will i be grateful. i wish some people would give him some respect, dead as he may be.

death is not something we would ever be accustomed to. or so i thought.

Eternal rest grant unto him O Lord.
And let perpetual light shine upon him.
May he rest in peace.

2 comments:

Marlo said...

It is sad, but sometimes we could only do so much.

We want the foul ones, too.

Be safe Marge :)

-MARGE- said...

marl! long time no read ah. hehe.

being young and idealistic, i still have hope that in time, i could make a difference. ;p the line "could only do so much" doesn't cut it for me, yet. ;p