wow..today is unexpected..perhaps it was a sequence from yesterday..i slept well after maghrib to wake up only at 12.30 midnight.. i thought then i wouldn't be able to sleep anymore for the rest of the night (which is actually a good thing because i've gotta catch-up with the case write-up)..turn out, i can't help it by 4 something..so, i woke around 6.30 to get the day started n all..in the ward, there wasn't much thing happened..just regular clerking, ward rounds n all..after that, had lunch n went to jhc to continue my write-up..at around 2.30 pm, we went to follow clinic..
at the clinic, there had been a few patients before this chinese uncle came..our specialist was clerking him and asking him questions in mandarin (and of course my friend n i couldn't understand)..our specialist went to ask a question then suddenly the uncle burst into tears..the room went silent..after a few moments have passed, the specialist had finished with the uncle n the uncle went with her niece to leave the room..
and the dr. went "you guys didn't know right what i was talking about that the pakcik cried?"..n the dr. went "have you ever thought of not getting married???after finish medical school, housemen n medical officer, be a paediatrician, then be a neonatologist..n suddenly, when you realized it, you're already too old to get married???"well, i could sense that at this point of time, where we are going to..
then the story began:
"the pakcik happens to not get married at his age (the uncle must have been 60+)..he was doing fine n ok..but his dream of living in his home,peacefully, at jerantut suddenly shattered when he had a head injury..although he wasn't debilitated at any part physically, he was cautious to not live on his own because he was scared that if anything happened, there wouldn't be anyone around.."then he went on.."of course he could have love and care (as in tumpang kasih) from siblings and nephews or nieces..but even then, each and every person has their own life..this is not an accusation, but it's just how normal people do..no matter what,the nieces and nephews are still other ppl's children..so, who to care for him??the old folks home.."
it's very sad to hear the story, we almost cried listening to the story..how the pakcik must have had tried so hard to keep his tears back,but he was defeated then..n then, our dr went on talking and giving some advices..about socializing, who to trust, about being careful in choosing, n most importanly, is not to let ourself into the situation..then there was a point when reminded us that money isn't everything (couldn't rmmbr how he got there)..n of course, there are many more advices, but i couldn't write (or remember) everything..
so, the moral of the story, you'll never want to live alone and go into the old folks home..it's human nature to have the sense of belonging, since a child, until his deathbed..but of course, nothing in this world lasts forever..when the time comes for us to leave, there are only 3 things that keeps on benefitting us. As our Porphet Muhammad saw had thaught us: "Three things help a man after his death, and these are: a charity given by him, a good habit he taught to others and a good offspring he leaves behind, who prays for his forgiveness."