Skip to main content

One Night @ the Singapore Hospital

When coming to Sinagpore, there were many things that I hadn't planned but they had just happened down the time, giving me some new experience every time. But if I were to pick up the strongest one which had the greatest impact on my life, it would be the Night out at Alexandra Hospital, Singapore. One of my friends caught Pneumonia and had to be admitted in the hospital under emergency. Her parents couldn't come down from India obviously in such a hurry, so we students had to take up the responsibility of taking care of her. After the day end, I decided to stay back with her for the night. 
It wasn't my first night out at some hospital. I had had one in Pune also. But situation was very different this time. In Pune, I wasn't alone all night, this time I was. In Pune it was a private room where my friend had been admitted but this time it was a general ward. Her bed was surrounded by some 5 more beds in the same cubical. All other beds were occupied by old ladies, who were around past 70 years of age for sure. My night was spent in not only taking are of my friend but also in observing these helpless souls. One of these old ladies was getting so restless and trying to get out of the bed that she had to be tied down to the bed. I could hear her cries, her begging to set her free. I couldn't understand her language but could surely understand what she was trying to say. She was so helpless..but you know who was more helpless than her? Me. I so wanted to let her free...give her some peace but I couldn't do anything.
There was another lady, who tried to get out of her bed. I was observing her for a long time. She was trying but was failing. Finally she suddenly managed to get down. She was at the verge of falling down and I just ran to hold her. If I would havebeen late by a few seconds, she might have fallen down. The situation was even worse after I did help her. She couldn't understand English and I couldn't understand her language. I tried to tell her to sit down and kept on trying to tell me something that I couldn't understand. I got tears in my eyes. I called out for the nurse. Till the nurse arrived, for those 3-4 mins when she was hugging me, I could hear her sobs...I could hear mine too. Who was she to me? Why was I crying for her? My whole night was spent just observing them. They couldn't express properly what their problem was, what they wanted. They had to be pampered like a child. 
While just drowsing, I would be waken by sudden cry of someone, sometimes by the voices of the doctors, trying hard to console these poor beings. In the middle of them all, I was the only one who was in all her senses but still couldn't help anyone in anyway. These old people didn't have much visitors, no one to accompany them through the night. What could I have done to save them from the pain? 
I can still feel their pain in my heart. I don't think I have any courage left in me to accompany my friend for an entire night again in the same place.

Comments

  1. omiMarch 19, 2011 at 11:06 AM

    touched! :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. UnknownMarch 19, 2011 at 9:07 PM

    these kind of experience just makes you stronger and no doubt a better person.
    But its equally true that we are really helpless.
    So may be i would have done the same thing if i were in your place. So cheer up :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Priyanka NagMarch 19, 2011 at 9:20 PM

    @Sumedh:Ya. I guess you are right.No doubt it made me a stronger person. Considering the kind of sickness I feel in hospitals and with blood around, I am definitely a stronger person after that night.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Equality and Equity: A Journey That Starts at Home, Beyond the Workplace!

In 2023, during the celebration of International Women's Day, I encountered the notion of " Equity " for the first time. Initially, its significance in a woman's daily life didn't strike me profoundly. However, over the past year, I've been continually reminded of its relevance on numerous occasions. Discussions around workplace Diversity and the concerted effort to elevate the presence of women in organizations, especially in leadership roles, have gained traction globally. While commendable, there's a touch of irony in this commendable endeavor. The very men who wield decision-making power in organizations, shaping policies to foster inclusivity and gender balance, often seem to leave the concept of equality at their home doorstep. As they enter their domestic realm, they discard the notion of equality as if shedding a coat, anticipating their wives to effortlessly shift from their professional roles into the responsibilities of a homemaker. It's imp...
Post a Comment
Read more

A lot can happen over coffee....only if you are allowed to sit at a CCD outlet!

Cafe Coffee Day is no more a new name for the youngsters in India. For a warm cup of coffee at an affordable price, thats where we generally go to! But more than the cup of coffee, its the atmosphere of Café Coffee Days which attracts all of us. An informal setup...good beverage and snacks...soothing music (most of the time)...complimentary wi-fi (at many outlets)...well, CCD always had a lot to offer its customers. Photo source - https://www.zomato.com/pune/cafe-coffee-day-2-koregaon-park For Siddhartha, coffee always used to be an experience to be offered...not just beans to be grown. I have had my job interview conducted at a CCD outlet. I have hosted and attended several community meetups at different CCD outlets across the country. I have even had my coffee dates at CCDs. Well, truely, a lot has happened in my life over coffee...at different CCD outlets. Once, Siddhartha himself had spent his new year's eve, serving customers at a Café Coffee Day (CCD) outlet near C...
8 comments
Read more

Afterall its Paris...

My after event blog posts are generally a report of the event...if you are looking for a report of the MDN Work-week, this is not the right post. This post is a complete non-technical and non-work oriented story of how I fell in love in and with Paris. A glance of Paris...  Paris had been a dream of mine for quite a long time, and the first time I got the invitation for MDN Workweek, I kind of knew this one was going to be awesome! Paris is beautiful...way more beautiful than my words can ever express. Every moment of this one weekend feels like a long, beautiful dream. Everything is too perfect here. This city has a weird kind of "intoxication" in its air. The more you breadth in the cool air, the more you fall in love with this city. The weather here couldn't probably be any better...its perfectly cool....not too hot, not too cold. Refreshing cool breeze just washes away all your worries and stress. Someone couldn't probably be upset in this city...its aw...
Post a Comment
Read more