Yesterday I am having my first on call. Alone. In medical wards.
Alhamdulillah, nothing big happened. The admission was, well, manageable.
However, things was quite busy in the ward because we were full. And they still wanted us to lodger the patient out. (-.-”)
Actually, a few events that happened these few days make me think.
In my wards, there were two patients who are a vagabond, chronic alcoholic drinkers, and maybe drug user.
I know I have no rights to judge anyone but then, on of the are so frustratingly annoying with lots of demands.
Well, for me I can pretend I am busy (OK I am reaalllyy busy T_T) but then poor the nurses. On of them even asked my help to set the patient drips because she can’t stand to see the patient’s face. And me, I repositioned the branulla, but then patient walks too much (and still complaining he is weak, need wheelchair etc) so the branulla was out of place.
He was so annoying that he tried to find a fight with on of the more braver nurse. She threaten the patient said if he thinks he got a lot of money and don’t mind to spend his life in jail, try to touch her.
Turn of events, was the nurses called the guards, and then the guard came to “teach” him.
Serves him well.
Although I am not sure what to feel when the patient keep calling my name (doctor! doctor!) when they were “teaching” them. I feel precious. Bahahaha *so sad*
Well I do treat him equally (and I did ignoring him, mostly) but then I do feel annoyed with him. Sometimes I felt that he purposely walked to the counter, then requested us to remove his drips (from his feet) because he wanted to go to the toilet, when maybe in actuality he loves to see people need to bow to him (as we were removing the rubber tubes). But then I don’t mind, because my pride was nothing. As long I do my work, I will get my salary.
Then I thought in the long term, who will decide what to do with these people?
Another patient, he keep on wanting to be discharged.
I mean, they got no jobs, and the most important things was, they got no discipline. They can’t control themselves. Can’t see which was right, which was wrong. Can’t understand that we have other patient to attend other than hearing their whining. Can’t see that we are helping them.
And, these people occupy the precious ward bed. Not to forget, these people are so hard to handle. Refusing branulla, extubating themselves, pulling the curtain, making noise, disturbing others etc.
Sometimes I think we should have the authority to choose who we will treat.
Of course we need to treat everybody but then when the patient was not cooperative in the process so how meh???
I always thought I want to be like the Prophet Muhammad SAW, to be good to everybody but it was so hard.
And then today I watched a video on the facebook, about the robbery attempt.
Sometimes I wonder how these people able to gather up their courage to do that (robbing). I mean don’t they feel pity?
Well, the truth is, these type of people who don’t care about you feeling exist. Maybe they are among our colleague.
And I can’t help to chuckle to the comments. Most of them said to just hit the robbers with the car.
what happen to the humanity??
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