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Friday, March 06, 2009, 8:40 AM
hello all!!
see how huge my thigh is in that picture? that goes to show that i've gotta hit the gym, soon! anyways, i was away for my imh posting. its only my first week and so far, nothing much happen. but sure have a lot of juicy stuff being shared among friends during shift, break time and whenever we're free.(: throughout this two weeks of attachment, ill be working with shujuan, liling, komathi and rachel. being in the same shift and ward with shujuan makes me feel a lot safer since i thought she could protect me and if i were to feel uncomfortable, she would be coming to my rescue. &i manage to see another side of her. heh. anyways, back to the story. initially, all assume that we are gonna have helluva fun in imh, interacting with patient, playing games with them, slacking, no more changing of dressing, no more urinal or bedpan, yada yada yada, but hell no. it wasnt not THAT interesting for me yet. and now, i miss getting bedpans and urinals for my patients, being so busy & at the end of the day, my hair gets messy. hah.
my first day was prettaye scary at first. 'cause we dont really know them and their diagnosis, we dont even know when are they gonna have their relapse. im not too sure if im allowed to say all that here. i try not to be so detailed here. anyway, most of us had this fear of approaching them, fear of getting hurt physically etc etc. and its actually quite tough for us to, doing nothing but just watch them walk around aimlessly and they watch us back. we definitely have a hard time adapting ourselves there. so much for being excited. but, its actually not as bad as how people claim the place or patients would be.
but by day five, after getting to know more information from staffs and casting our fears aside, they are actually harmless and we manage to build rapport with some of the patients. we familiarise to the ward routine, communicating with patients more with less fear and laughing together with them, not at them. some patients are actually quite cooperative, helping their own inmates and nurses, trying not to be too dependant on nurses with their ADLS, which is really really nice to see the "love" shared among all and how they work hand in hand and care for each other. theyre really not that bad afterall, unlike how some people will act it out. instead of making a fool of the disabled, theyre making a fool of themselves with the stupid comments they made. tsk. get a life, like seriously. spare a thought of others before commenting on anything.
anyways, they really leave an impression on me. somehow, we were quite attracted to their backgrounds of some patients& we could feel their pain not having to be with their own families. Sigh*&the problem with me is that, i tend to bring work stuff back home. so back at home, when im totally drained out going to work after attachment and having minimal rest, i would break down thinking back on how the patients behave in the ward and knowing the actual reason. its really heart wrenching to know what actually happen to some of them and seeing how they actually react to the situation, how they receive treatment from their families. in a way, staying there is so much better than being in the outside world, where some people might make fun of them and hurt them. im glad, by being there, they're protected from harm& with volunteers&student nurses coming in, they feel loved.
&I guess, that’s all the time I have. Its getting late&I should be in bed right now. Will try to blog more on imh soon. Nights.