the days to follow was usual...morning dry bath cleaning...temp/pulse taking...etc...etc...lunch...back to ward....home....
then one day, there was an old ah pek transferred to my ward. above the ah pek's bed hanged: 'PATIENT SHOULD NOT BE MOVED. means u moved him, he died infront of you!...
later after lunch, a very arrogant and goon houseman came and checked the chronic ah pek. "Male nurse," that would be me the goon doctor in training beckoned me," pls trolley this a pek to take some x-rays pics..."
I looked at the signboard above: PATIENT SHOULD NOT BE MOVED. pointed my fingers and looked at the smart alec doc. "don't bother, ok," the arrogant doc insisted. "i m a doc...i know what i am doing...u just trolley him to x ray and bring me back those pics, ok...don't argue with me!" ok, lah! u r the boss, what! so i transferred the chronic ah pek onto a trolley and pushed him out of the ward to the x ray room.
just reached outside the ward only, the ah pek started to whizz and puffed and puffed....his eyes suddenly just rolled and u only see the white. the face started to turn pale...goodness! what happened? i panic and quickly u turn pushing the trolley back to the ward. the houseman doc saw the situation. quickly we transferred him onto the bed.
chronic ah pek got no pulse. and hell, no breathe even...case red alert!! the hand shaking...body also shaking houseman doc now really blurred. so i told him to give cpr and mouth to mouth..
he climbed on top of the bed and started cpr...but that was a spring bed..when he cpr, it was like riding a horse. he went up and down and up and down. i told the doc...hey u stupid doc...u forget to lay a piece of bed rest under the bed for solid support....when the doc realised...too late...the chronic ah pek was chronically dead! :(
the stupid houseman....now really blurred and shaking. served him right. like real only! actually no material at all. sorri, ah pek not i killed u one, huh...tonight u go look for this stupid dr. so n so, hor....
what next was the more experience nurse would do a last service for the dead ah pek...u know put makeup and made him looked good liked a movie star. then everything done...called the family members to come and claimed the body.......
in about an hour or so, the whole tribe of the ah pek was here at the ward...u got the 1st wife, the 2nd wife....the 1st wife's children and then the 2nd wife's children....wow lah! the whole ward was turned into a market place. lst wife wailed....2nd wife cried even louder....lst wife hammmered her chest. 2nd wife banged the cabinets, the walls, the doors...pulled hairs...hammered chest...all the children wailing like the singapore youth choir.....yelling, crying...crying, banging.... it was like a sad song superstar singing performance....very very noisy and all out of keys!......
after the dramatic incident ended, it was also time for me to go home.i was really down. did i just killed someone under my care? i was very sad and filled with guilt. very gloomy when i reached home. skipped even dinner with all my favorite dishes of sweet sour pork, garlic prawns, steamed promfret teochew styled and yummy beef soup with tripes....just no appetite. very tired and very sad :( after shower, went to sleep......
"missy, i very suffering.....missy, i very suffering..." went a voice in my dream. it was not a dream. it was a scary nightmare. i yelled and woke up in cold sweat! did i just dreamt about the dead ah pek?just couldn't sleep any more....looked at the ceiling until next morning. washed up and prepared to go back to the ward for another day.
i tell u if u haven't seen what panda eyes look like, u should have seen my eyes that morning....one big size panda standing on hind legs.
arrived at the ward. virginal matron saw me and tried to console me about yesterday tragedy. she told me wasn't my fault. the stupid goon houseman was to be blamed. asked me not to take it too hard. more patients waiting for me to be served.
it was the darkest day of my life....i was liked lifeless the whole day. like a living zombie just do the usual dry cleaning and stuffs....but really the spirit and heart already left this panda like body....:(
returned home after a day's of gloom and doom. opened the letter box. whala! got a reply from the horticultural school. i was accepted for the new intake. suddenly , the rainbow came out! was so happy and jumping for joy. ran all the way up the stairs to my home.
next day, i tendered my resignation to virginal matron. she was shocked and saddened. "Why, tahsar...u r such a good missy....u have a good nurse quality in making and if u finish this course...u will be one of the best male nurse i ever met," she was praising me like anything. i gave a faint smile, " thank you ,matron. U r very kind to me....but if i continue...i m afraid i would be the next patient...u see how i slimmed down to less than 60 kg now....when i first came, i i was almost 80, u know..." i said. "anyway, my horticulture course has been accepted...i gotta to quit to pursue my real passion..."
and here the bastard gov came to play. if u quit, must give one month advance notice...but i got to start class very soon...how to quit a month later. well, if u can't, u have to pay back 1 month's salary to the gov. shit! pay pay lah....hell and for this month of hellish work and torture....i got nothing and still had to pay back the government about $1,200. is this a real joke or what?!!! this is very true....i got to pay if not i would suffer a worst than death fate...they would no longer assigned me to the ward. they would put me as a "model patient". a live "patient" used as a test model for the training nurses to poke what ever orifices u have. flesh, muscle with needles jabs....transfusion with saline water.....wrapped u up in bandaging practices....and then the worst of all, poke flatus tube into ur asshole to rid flatulence in the large intesting....or worst again into your asshole, they poke enema....u know the type of fluid when poked into ur asshole would result you shitting out all the shits including your intestines...big and small....every damn things cleared out....very sadistic and very torturing....i rather pay the stupid gov and say good bye!
well there u have it my nursing experience...very siong while i was there. but now looking back it was a really life changing and eye opening experience for me....
now open to u to ask me anything if i can still recall about nursing. u know young petite nurses are the most dangerous and horny ones...if u r sedated after surgery...and naked just covered by a white linen. they trolley u into the lift and then heeheehee they will start playing with ur siao dee dee. no joke, very true. and hell, gay nurses are abundant so be very careful when u r there. in my nursing class there were 4 notorious ones still at large!
when u feel a cold draft in between ur legs....better wake up lest u'll be "played" without knowing,