Back to being invisible.

Haha, that’s how Sek Nee pretty much made me feel. But nah, I don’t have anything against that. I’m still learning, that it’s not a given that people should offer me their help or extend inclusion. Those are plus points. Sek Nee got on with her work, and I got on with tailing her and seeing things.

Third day of electives. Still lovin’ it.

  • Followed Sek Nee in Level 2 Ward 1 West Wing to see patients
  • Had lunch on my own in a far away coffeeshop with peaceful iced coffee and i周刊
  • Listened to a departmental briefing and hearing Tim get serious and punitive
  • Followed Sek Nee back to Ward 1
  • Talking to patients while asking for their opinions on IRP

More stories to be told. I wish I had the time to listen to them even more properly and in depth. Continuing in my style of asking patients their age and whether they have grandchildren and specifically whether they are as big as me.

We went to Madam Lucy Ee, a patient whose board says that her language is English, but since yesterday has been moody and non-communicative. A filipino maid, her caregiver. Caregivers are mainly maids, and they do all the tough and little things, they deserve the attention and recognition of their elderly and of us. Together with Huizhen, the physiotherapist whom I conversed with over lunch on Monday, Sek Nee taught the caregiver how to transfer this very unwilling and non-cooperative darling. Poor caregiver, Mdm Lucy is heavy set. I don’t get to see all these ground things.

Like I was telling Joanne today, it’s so ironic that we doctors spend so little time (the least probably) with the patients yet we are the ones making the major life-saving decisions for them.

You tell me how? How to make reality not so ironic.

At 3pm I went on to do the surveying for Tim. Over at the males’ side.

Mr. Ernest Yeo speaks English and speaks in a dignified manner. He is a Catholic and he explained  enthusiastically to me the difference between a Christian and a Catholic. Catholics honour Mother Mary, but they worship Jesus too. Catholics have mass, whereas Christians have service. He proudly tells me that he was English-educated because his childhood years were during the British rule and when Chinese education was expensive and private. He learnt Hygiene in british provided education, and there was no Science at all back then.

The patients are proud and happy to let people know that they are not staying in hospital for long. They do have a home to return too. The patients feel their age, and they tell themselves that they are old already, there’s nothing to fuss about, to look good about. If they have it, they have it, but if they don’t have it, it’s no big deal, they are so old it’s not important.

 

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