When I first met her, I didn’t know she was blind. I just talked endlessly and seeing her smile at me was unbelievable. But even though she always responded to each of my question, I noticed that she was not looking at me. As I looked at her closely, I was able to confirm that she is, indeed, blind. I somehow felt ashamed.
“She’s coming”, told the patient’s mother, one day during our endorsement period. Then there I was, standing beside her bed looking at her as she smiled. I could certainly feel her pain yet she still managed to smile. Her mother once told me that whenever she hears my voice she couldn’t help but smile. I was touched.
She had a heart disease. Complications were also present that time. She had always been admitted in our hospital. And whenever her oxygen supply at home runs out, her family would rush her to the ER. She was already referred to big hospitals but due to poverty, her family was contented on what our hospital can provide for her.
Once, I was scolded by her doctor (a good doctor, my crush, also their favorite) because she was supposed to undergo ultrasound that day for her ascites. I did instructed her to be on NPO so as her mother, unfortunately I was not able to follow up and her mother also forgot. She said she was hungry so her mother gave her food. I humbly said sorry to that doctor and then he responded with a calm voice; maybe he realized he should have talked to me in a nice way and just let me explain. Her mother also approached me to apologize.
She was nice, never losing hope and always striving to survive. Her mother was so supportive and strong, yet cries behind her back. I was not permanently assigned at that ward but I offer my help from time to time. That’s why I was able to visit her only during my spare time.
Then, she was finally discharged from our hospital. Months passed, she was not admitted nor rushed to our ER dept. I just thought maybe her family finally decided to bring her to a big hospital.
Unexpectedly, I saw her mother in a certain mall. She hugged me and cried. She said SHE’s gone. Her agony has ended and she’s somehow happy now. I then went to the church and prayed for her.
That night, I dreamt of her smiling at me.
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