Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Another Leaving, this time a Discharge

先前写过一篇一名病人因癌症去世 今天我送走了另一个病人
可是这次他是被 discharged 了!! 这是我的 ward 里最年轻的病人 是我比较喜欢的一个
可是后期因为他有很多 overnight leaves, 外加我减少工作时间所以不常看到他
看到他被 discharged 真的很开心... 虽然其实有点不舍得 可是我还是不断告诉他请他不要回来
不管要做什么都要 think twice before doing any things that might bring you back
希望他有听进去吧 毕竟他还年轻 (才大我一岁) 大把前途 没道理把一生困在医院里 (话说爸爸在英国是医生 妈妈在美国是律师 父母我都见过 我一直不明白他怎么会在这里!! [医院])
话说在这个 ward 里工作已经一年十个多月 这才第三个被 discharge 的
话说第二个被 discharge 的还回来了 (不过没有回来我的 ward)
其他大部分离开的 有的回去监狱 有的去了更 high security 的医院 虽然也有两个去了更低 security 的ward 可是他们到现在都还呆在那里 每次在 grounds 看见他们都会问他们怎么还在
虽然这样问其实很残忍 (谁不要自由?) 可是其实我也很心疼看这些人把大把青春耗在这个地方

今天送走他 我在想其实我或许不适合这分工
不喜欢离别 虽然有的病人比较不熟 可是相处久了 送走谁都会有点不舍
当然还是最希望他们的离开是好的 希望他们不再碰不该碰的东西 不再做不该做的事 病也不再复发...
还是庆幸今天能送到他 衷心祝福他 也希望其他病人会慢慢好起来并被 discharge.

还有一个老人家 一个超烦的老人家 超喜欢烦我的老人
他是个很挑战我的耐性的人 可是我这么久以来就今早差点对他"发脾气"
因为其实他很可爱 他只是很"病" 外加牙齿掉光 今天又拔了几颗 现在只剩三颗 所以他说话的时候很好笑 (也很难明白)
他的病情不轻 常常在 ward 里叫 要不是因为他年纪大 早被其他病人殴打了 (话说病人虽然是病人 敬老这件事 他们其实还真的是会的...)
昨天就告诉我他 700 岁了 后来又问我要不要做他的 sister (我想他 700 / 60 岁 怎么能做我 brother) 他还继续说 这样也就做了 Obama's daughter... 原来他是 Obama 的儿子 所以我要是做了他的 sister 我也就是 Obama 的女儿了 XD 能说他不可爱吗?
不忙又有心情的时候 耐心听他讲话其实很有趣... 他心情好的时候也会在 ward 的走廊上唱歌 然后会害我(们)也不自觉的跟他哼起老歌...
当然他凶起来生起气来还是很恐怖的 只是他不 violent 他也还是会对我还有几个他比较喜欢的 staff 很好...

有时间的话 我或许该多写这些 因为我想以后的我 会觉得这一切像梦 也会很怀念这一切... 

Friday, May 25, 2012

The past 5.5 years, The coming 5.5 years

I haven't got anything in particular in mind to write about today, but due to the weather I'm in really good mood, partly also because there was a significant progress with my dissertation today, after meeting with my supervisor the sixth time! What? yes, the 6th, while in fact people are meant to only have 4.

It's the end of week 6 of Summer term, in 2 weeks I'll be completing all the studies, left with 3 assignments and one research dissertation. Time flies. I've been here for over 5.5 years now. Looking back this year, I came to realize I have become a role model of a few people that I really respect/like, including my high school friends, my previous university friend, my working colleague, and even my viwawa friend! I somehow manage to inspire various people, just because of what I'm doing (I guess). But deep in my heart I know I'm not that good! But if I can motivate people a bit, why not?! Hahaha. I've been procrastinating, been demotivated, been in doubts. I don't know what is in front of me, I don't know if I'm ready to take any challenge I'll be in, yet I'm even worried if there isn't a challenge...

I saw, read, heard various things that changed me. I started to learn what's more important in life and in lives. I also came to understand my life has been easy which I'm very grateful with. I somehow believe in this "quota" theory (my own theory, hahaha) where everything has its limit, so I think I'll have to take up a lot more challenges, be facing a lot more difficulties in my future life (because I'm using too much of the "easy" quota). To make the quota theory more understandable - for example, I also have this "hardworking" quota, from the age of 13 I studied real hard because I thought Hin Hua was a very high standard high school and to make sure I did okay I had to work damn hard. So the next 10 years from my 13 years I worked hard throughout (slightly relaxed in the first and second university years). Now it's more than 10+ years, I came to think the quota is worn off. (Okay it's an excuse of being lazy...) My father suddenly popped into my mind, no, I don't think the hardworking quota is only 10 years, it had to be at least 25-30 years, because I believe that's the time of my dad working real hard. (Oh no HuiBee, you've got no more excuse!!).

Anyway, time is running out, I need a good night sleep, just because the weather has been so good (i.e. warm) - it was too hot for me to go to bed at nights, so I haven't been sleeping well.. And I've got to be working for the next 4 days. Then I'll have a short course on voice analyses and desynthesis - should be a very interesting course! I also applied for a hypnotherapy course in July with peiman. Greeeeedy, everything is an interest!

I'm hoping to travel as much as possible too!!! But couldn't find suitable travel partners.. :( Most new friends are interested to go to places that I had been whereas the old friends.. ughh don't ask me! But now the upmost importance is to complete my assignments, then enjoyyyyyy my dissertation research writing~

(P.S. the title is pure random. It's nothing about the past or future 5.5 years! XD)

Wednesday, May 02, 2012

Good Bye

I have been thinking to write about this, but haven't really got the time for it. I work in a forensic mental health ward (as most of you would know by now), had never thought I'd have to face that - we have a patient that passed away last weekend.

Perhaps it's not right to say that I never knew I'd have to face this, because when he was sent to our ward he was already terminally ill. We spent a lot of time making sure he was okay. And this is a man with great sense of humour, I mean - a nice companion. Guess what, maybe it was such a coincidence, I blogged about him before, back then he was so, so unwell that I had to share my experience with him (Blog post: I want sex!!). Oh yes, he was the one who first saw me, told me "I want sex! I want sex", he was also the man who didn't use the toilet and slipped on his own poo in the seclusion room.

If you still remember, he was sent to highest security in the country because we couldn't have him there. He was then diagnosed with cancer and deteriorated. Staff there decided that they couldn't keep terminally ill patient in such high security, so they sent him back to us.

This man only saw me once a week, sometimes once in a fortnight, but he never forgot my name. On my first shift with him, he directly commented that I must be very hardworking at the end of the day when I went to sit by his bed. Slowly he deteriorated on our ward, up to a point he was so ill that they had to send him to A&E, and was then transferred to CDU (Clinical Decision Unit). I went there for about 8 hours last weekend. I met his twin brothers and had quite a long conversation (or according to him, it was more like one of the brothers "lecturing" me. hahaha). I walked him to the bathroom, and I gave him my right arm telling him this was his walking stick, he then hold my arm and dance, while humming a song that I didn't know. Of course he couldn't even walk properly, leave alone dancing.

But it was beautiful. I came to realize I brought this man laughters. Despite all the pains he was in, he was always positive. At times I found that too positive. I have to say this is the kind of experience I probably wouldn't forget. Unfortunately the rapport was built, then we lost him.

I didn't think about it at all when I was told the news that afternoon after he left. It was a "noisy" shift with some nice staff, nobody really mentioned it, I didn't think about it either. But that night I couldn't sleep, I thought about him and my tears dropped. I suppose it wasn't sadness, at least he is now no longer in pain.

In fact he is a "legend". I wish someone can study him in depth. Because back then he was so, so ill, so unwell mentally. But the physical health problem "took over". Don't ask me how this can happen. Nobody knows. We all wonder. Because most of us met a version of him that was so crazy so mad so unwell so... you name it. But we all met this "version" of him who's so grateful, so positive, so friendly. He was always grateful, with the time with we spent with him, with the help we offered him.

On my last shift with him, he was in the bathroom when a member of staff came to take over me. I insisted to wait till he came out so that I could tell him I had to go and a goodbye (no, in fact I always say "see you later" rather than "bye"). With him you never knew when it would be the last time you can see him. I'm glad I waited, because that was indeed the last good bye.

Rest in peace.

‎"Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around."
- Leo Buscaglia