CODE C

one of my bad days...

i got stuck in traffic this morning. and that's because of the usual reason during this season: FLOOD. i don't think the government is doing its job. for a common road to be closed just because of negligence in a what should be an anticipated problem during rainy days pisses me, and i think all of us, off. i usually leave my house early. i've been disciplining my self to be professional, especially time wise, since the beginning of this SY. i cannot, and would never, let it be destroyed for any reason. so there i was, stuck in traffic for ten minutes. seeing many people walking convinced me that it's hopless. i, together with my sister, decided to walk. it was 7 am then on my watch (ten minutes advance from my school) and the distance we have to travel was no joke. oh well, we have tried a short cut but ended up getting stuck again in traffic. we had no choice but get on our feet and walk from commonwealth to dahlia ave. got in the ward at 730. damn.. still late but better than being absent.

made the usual history taking today at the ward. we had a 26 year old mentally retarded patient with dengue. our proctor was unusually early today (usually, he meet us 30 minutes before the time). we've been waiting for him to come out from their office to discuss the history when an emergency happened. a patient had an attack, i suppose, which caused all the PGIs, nurses and residents to flood the room. the way they went to the scene was very distinct- the PGIs with their worried faces hurriedly rushed to the patient while the gods (residents) looked reserved and calm as if nothing unusual is happening (they have even managed to greet each other... i don't know if that was their way to fight the usual reponse that a person in an emergency situation should have. but damn them, they are all good actors).

later, our proctor came and led us a few feet away from the scene, and explained what was happening. it was a case termed CODE C or, in some hospitals they call it, CODE BLUE which means a patient is in a life and death situation and an emergency procedure has to be done to save him. we discussed the history at that same room. me and my groupmates had a hard time... its not easy to keep our composure knowing that someone just a few feet away from us is battling for his life. well maybe that's the lesson our proctor wanted us to learn today.

i had a glimpse of the patient before we left the ward. i have only seen his abdomen with a meny tubes lying above it (they have covered his place with a divider). i pray he'll survive the crisis.

really tired already. now, i want to go home and sleep... unfortunately, i cannot afford to do that. :)