..the times I forgot that I am a nurse..

Being in a field where you actually see the wonders of life and its downfalls is a blessing and a curse. Been out from blogging these past days because of a chosen choice but I guess it had paid off. The census in our ward is just manageable that we are still able to laughed despite the various  individualized needs of our patients. Unfortunately, these past days, we also have many Filipino patients and some of them are on terminal cases. I can only sigh while I'm doing this blog. One of them I've recently known who happened to be a bonafide Ilonggo is Kuya Nem (not his real name for the sake of patient's confidentiality). I learned that Kuya Nem is an Engineer who previously worked at Jeddah. He was confined at our Unit for treatment of Urinary tract infection. I was the one who received the endorsement since he was admitted from the ER. What crushed my heart is the fact that he was only a month here in Riyadh and he was supposedly to have his flight back home the day after he was admitted. The sad thing is that his condition would not allow him a safe travel back home. Yesterday, his condition worsened that an urgent insertion of a tube was done to help him pass urine. I was there all along until his Doctor decided that he should be urgently transferred to Intensive Care Unit. My heart was beating hard as I am seeing the tears in his eyes which he tried to hide. To add to his situation is that he was alone here. I also learned that his daughter is about to march this March as a Fine Arts student, a good news for a dad who is suffering in silence away from his family. I tried to hold my own tears because I wanted to be the source of his strength in this trying moment. I wanted to put my arms around him as I see him not a patient but as a father..If only I'm allowed to stay at ICU to take care of him personally I will gladly volunteer. This is just one of the happenings in our ward that I considered priceless. Sometimes, it's not all about money why we do something we wanted to do. It's all about appreciating the times you are seeing the facts of life..being a shoulder for the weak and learning that you can be strong in times you consider yourself frail..These are the times I forgotten that I am a nurse but as my patient's daughter, sister, cousin, a friend, or even just a stranger who comes with a cap. My prayer for Kuya Nem that he will be able to surpass this peril and that he will be able to comeback home alive..as what I've told him "just be strong Kuya, will be praying for you"..

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