Wednesday, February 22, 2006
` 1:55 PM
I got a call from the hospital that day...
"hello is this mr song?"
"yup"
"i am calling from St Luke's..the patient at bed 20 refused to take lunch.do you mind coming down and talk her round?we have to clear the food later on.."
"huh?!alright alright i will come down now"
i found her lying there. She told me she din want to live anymore..and that its a torture to not be able to get well...she feels like a burden to the rest of us...
Anguish..Sadness...uncomprehend frustration..
i took her hand and prayed...that the evil one to leave her alone..
it wasn't over till evening time that we managed to talk her round...
i ask myself..
if one day i am the one lying there...i would want to die too?..
if one day i realise that its beyond me to control myself..would i still believe?
its hard to comprehend what it feels like to be the one in pain...there are times in life where we know that its painful but what we can offer is jus a word of consolation...
its the feeling of haplessness and loss...
~Mr Jen has spoken.