Day 1 in Paeds ward :)

Been back and forth to hospital for quite sometime, starting from clinical practice in third year, most of the time, patient that i encounter with, most of them are very eager to go back home and hope to get discharge from the hospital ASAP.. who would like to be bedridden and dependent on others?

but there is this little patient, who loves hospital.

yesterday was the first day of paediatric posting, and we went to the hospital for physical examination class in Melaka GH, as i went in, i m abit taken aback and overwhelmed by the crowded ward with staff nurses, HO, parents and children running here n there in the ward..

and i bumped into this little boy, about 7 years old, very busy running up and down in the ward.. I stopped him and asked him, where he is living? as in bed number, he answered me : kota laksamana =_=" lols
he showed me this evil grin and said very boring in the ward, I have my very first impression that this boy is annoying haha, after gettin his bed number, I flipped thru the files and its a case of acute exacerbation of bronchial asthma.. and planned to be discharge on that day itself.

And so i try to talk to the boy, really naughty and mischievious he is, u know that kind of annoying 7 year old boy..
Cant get much information from him though, then the maid came.. she is quite young and friendly, then she told us about this boy which she served since he was born.. his name is Ryan btw.

Thking about him makes my heartache right now while typing, because he had a much more stressful life than i am having now, mon to fri morning class from 7 to 1pm, then tuition from 2pm to 7pm.. with additional classes eg drawing and abacus on saturday, sigh! :( , the maid said in english: you know, Ryan got no life a! sad to hear this comment being put on a kid, but cant judge from lookin at his face, he is still smiling(evil smile of course!), glad that he had fun in the hospital. He was supposed to be discharged yesterday but he begged to go bac today afternoon only, because he havent finished his homework and afraid of caning from parents(wtf seriously? he is hospitalised u know not vacation-ing)

and she ever mentioned that being hospitalised for Ryan is like bagai kuda lepas dari kandang. He will go around evy bed and kepo with others stuff. The hospital for him is not some scary place but a playground (what i really feel). Ryan is very close with her as she took care of him instead of his parents ever since he was borned. She then shares alot of stories about him, about how he makes a lot of fren in hospital and how difference he is in the hospital compared to home. How he learned and try to impress his parents. as i listened more of it, i can really feel it, its not at all easy to be children at this century, behind every smile, there is so much more, expectation, stress, and yearning for attention. I cant help but feeling touch at the same time, as Ryan has her, a caring and close care taker, eventhough she is not the biological mother, but more of a psychological mother, she will sleep with him when he is all alone in the hospital, held him when he is jealous about other kid's parents hugging their child :'( Thanks god that he is lucky, though parents are busy pursuing career but there is someone he is dear with can share his fear and loneliness.. After the sharing session, I feel that its unfair to him for me to jump into the conclusion, the impression i make on him, guess evy kids behave themselves with a reason, which I have to understand.

later as we talked and established a good rapport, Ryan showed me his drawing and his ejaan and ting xie assignment.. Undoubtedly he really can draw! I was amused by his jelly fish drawing with the caption- jelly ikan, shark with caption- shake, turtle with caption- taetae hehee.. and also one card he drew for his dad when he was hospitalised.. a gundam or robot? drawing which according to his maid, His father with tanduk , father have 5 tanduk while mommy have 10, I really LOL at the description..

as retrospect, I am really grateful, that I have never gone through that stage, parents have been always dear, they are not the equivalent of never ending scoldings and cane, they never force me to go to any tuition and art or music classes (which i later blame them on for my poor drawing skills and musical instrument noob). At the age of 23 and 8 months, I thk my life is so much less stressful than a 7 year old boy, why should I complain about the workload and reading that I have to do? If a 7 year old kiddo can do it, why cant I?

I wish all the best for Ryan and hope he grew well and be a good boy :) Ryan dad, please be more understanding ok, kids cant withhold all the stress u put on, I am not at the right position to say this to you, but just to vent out here.. JIA YOUS, Be Awesome and Incredible! this really looks like you heheee