Subsequent Days at work

So I probably will add on to my 'blog debt' if I still were to use Day 1 and Day 2 all the way till the end of the course of work. 'Subsequent days' will probably cover my laziness to blog. Though the scope is like nothing, at the end of the day I'll still feel exhausted, feeling coarse and dry. This is especially so if I work evening shift the previous day, and then morning shift the next. This is translated to be only less than 6 hours to sleep. Nonetheless, I feel happy!

Monday was my first time at the Emergency department. I had to be wrapped up like a bachang using the yellow 'PPE' or personal protective equipment, gloves, and N95 mask. Walk-in patients, some feeling breathless, in pain, already fainted, or seriously ill, approached us the counter staff hoping for help. That's inevitable. Some had their fingers broken, still blood shedding, have to have it cured immediately. Anxious relatives had to hopelessly wait outside at the foyer. One infant, still on arm, just days after born, suffered from severe high fever. All these lead to the softer side of me, hoping to just help everyone of them. Judging from the face of their friends, families, or parents, they simply looked as tensed as if my parents were to send me for treatment. An obese indian lady who is pregnant for seven months, fell onto the ground and was shouting with great pain. I had to carry her out of the taxi, with the help of her husband, and pushed her right in for the doctor on a wheelchair. She was vomiting and crying in pain; I wonder how is she now. All these jobs are not part of my job scope; there was simply nobody available to help other than the security guard who was on duty, which I don't think is part of her scope too. Probably it's my instinct to be of service to whoever needs help... Or I just can't bear to see people struggling in pain.

Today and tomorrow, I'll be stationed at the Emergency dept again. And I shall witness again these sights with interest. By the way, it isn't nice to be wrapped. It's non-absorbent and non-breathability properties are killing. I was all wet, and had changed 4 suits in a day.