Monday, August 08, 2005
No hospital for me
Hospital have always been one place I dread going. Be it for appointment or just to visit someone. Just came back from hospital after visiting Grandma's friend, a sad visit for me. Her leg got amputated, she son't know what she's talking about. Grandma says she might have to go soon. I'm not very close to the Aunty, but somehow I feel sad for me. She used to be so bubbly and talkative, but now I don't see any of it in her. The worse thing is, her children are going to put her into a home.
I have always been against the idea of putting anyone in a home, expecially old folks. You worked all your life, providing the best for your children, in the end they put you in a home because they "can't" take care of you. Is that what you want? All you ask was to be near your children, get to see them and be happy and leave the world for heaven.
I pity the lady, but I know she don't want me to pity her. What can I do? Nothing much in fact. So many old folks in the hospital wards, that made my heart sour. Some were always calling out to the nurse, but they simply ignored them. Some, no visitors, they just sit and stare blankly into empty spaces. Others, awaiting people to visit them.
I would never put my parents into a home, no matter what. That's one of the reason why I stirve to work hard and earn the money. Not only for personal use and community use, but also to provide my parents the best that I can. Though sometimes I can't stand them, but no matter what they are still my parents. I want to give them the best, so that they don't have to work in their old age. I want them to enjoy life, be happy, get to know God and leave in peace.
Life is short and fragil. One moment you are here and the nest you are gone. You came to the world crying, but the people around you smiling. You left smiling, but the people around you crying. Lord, take your child home and don't let her suffer. I know she longed to return home to be with you.
Part of life, process that each will have to go through.
I have always been against the idea of putting anyone in a home, expecially old folks. You worked all your life, providing the best for your children, in the end they put you in a home because they "can't" take care of you. Is that what you want? All you ask was to be near your children, get to see them and be happy and leave the world for heaven.
I pity the lady, but I know she don't want me to pity her. What can I do? Nothing much in fact. So many old folks in the hospital wards, that made my heart sour. Some were always calling out to the nurse, but they simply ignored them. Some, no visitors, they just sit and stare blankly into empty spaces. Others, awaiting people to visit them.
I would never put my parents into a home, no matter what. That's one of the reason why I stirve to work hard and earn the money. Not only for personal use and community use, but also to provide my parents the best that I can. Though sometimes I can't stand them, but no matter what they are still my parents. I want to give them the best, so that they don't have to work in their old age. I want them to enjoy life, be happy, get to know God and leave in peace.
Life is short and fragil. One moment you are here and the nest you are gone. You came to the world crying, but the people around you smiling. You left smiling, but the people around you crying. Lord, take your child home and don't let her suffer. I know she longed to return home to be with you.
Part of life, process that each will have to go through.
# . Grace Eleora Loo : 8/08/2005 02:16:00 PM
