Helloooooo people + qianwen.!
(I am going to talk about a death, so do not read if it is going to cause you discomfort.)
The first day of attachment is still by far the most happening day because I witnessed a death =O
Technically I did not witness the process of dying as the patient was already dead by the time he was hurried into the A&E unit.
The incident which caused his death happened 20 mins before, and when he was first discovered his pulse could not be detected.
Nonetheless, the people who found him, the paramedics and the medical team tried to resuscitate him.
The asystole straight line was right there on the screen all the time and the adrenaline given to him had no effect at all.
Right from the start I thought that it was quite impossible to save a person who had lost his pulse for so long.
If you were to save a person who has been dead for so long, its called a Resurrection.
And thats not cool.
As I have seen dead people and have even helped in last offices during my previous attachments, I was not scared or looking forward to seeing more deaths.
(Last office means caring for the body of the deceased which includes cleaning up, changing new clothes, placing a shroud, removing IV plugs and wrist tags etc etc)
But this was different.
From the descriptions of the people who found him, it sounded like he just happened to be at the wrong place and the wrong time when the shit happened.
The shit I cannot say what for reasons of confidentiality.
He was the only one who was hurt and it caused death.
How unlucky is that?
Fate is so curse-worthy sometimes...
The four of us students learned that he was a foreign worker from our eavesdropping.
In our imaginations, his wife, children and old parents in his rural hometown would be devastated upon hearing this news.
How would they manage to live without this sole breadwinner?
There was one more widow and three more orphans :(
We got a shock when we came back from lunch and saw this big group of people sobbing outside the grieving room.
This man was not a foreigner like what we imagined.!
He was a local.
I felt like a shit and teared when I saw so many people sobbing for his death.
Ew. I hate it.
I hate it that people have to die this way.
So sudden, so cruel.
These people didn't know they were going to die, they didn't get a chance to say their goodbyes.
No chances were given to resolve their grievances or conflicts with their loved ones.
What if they left home without saying goodbye?
Or if they left home after a fight?
There must be so much things they'd like to tell their families and loved ones right?
Especially so for the family members who are still alive and are around to feel the pain.
There is no closure..
I wonder how families and friends can accept these facts.
But somehow they do.
Eventually they will find strength within themselves to live with it.
Even though it still hurts sometimes when you think about it..
But the happy memories will bring them through..
I think I'd rather be the one dead than be the one losing someone..
So selfish right.
Sigh okay I think I'd rather be the one not dead.
Its so difficult.
Bleah.
May everybody live a ripe old age.
Be happy, don't smoke, exercise and eat healthily ok.
♥Bid Farewell
