Thursday, July 17, 2008

Get Well Soon

July is certainly a very busy month for me. Briefings, meetings, work work and more work.

And I seriously understand what ppl means by "burying my head with work" becos my head was hanging lower and lower in front of the computer and deeper thoughts into the documents that sometimes, my limbs were moving to complete the tasks but my mind was drifting to somewhere else, dun know why I was still able to coordinate and pull through till 5:45pm. It seems like the brain and limbs been programmed to default mode that I dun even need to even think but just auto complete those hateful tasks.

I dun even have the time to join the rest who went to see an injured colleague who is hospitalised in TTSH no matter how much they assure me "we will be back by 1pm".

I got the ward no. and so off I went, after work, making my way alone to TTSH to see her. In fact I like to do lots of things alone. Upon reaching there, looking carefully where I should be heading, but before that, choosing some red roses (I like red roses so I assume she does too!), a basket of essence, a card and a mag for her.

The sight of her lying there helplessly saddens me. Tho there was no visible bruises on her face, but her sharp pointed nose seems broken (and yes indeed, it was confirmed by her). Her left knee cap was operated and instilled with metal plates, two bones in her thigh ware broken, ankle swollen, and spine also fractured. Seeing her in this state was never was I expected though I thought hearing so much from colleagues, I should more or less have some mental preparations. Putting on a strong front, I showed her the roses I got for her and told her she must read the fashion mag I esp got for her.

Apparently what happened was she and her male friend was assaulted in JB, after their meal in a restaurant. Assaulted by? 3 full grown man with wooden rods. Her friend got a broken skull but need not be hospitalize. I asked if she uses her hands to protect her head and face, she said she was scared to protect herself. Partly was also, it happened too fast like a flash of lighting and they ran off. No one in the restaurant offered to help. Someone sent them to the hospital and they were left there alone. They even arranged (while blood were dripping from their head) for a private ambulance to come over to JB from singapore, to bring them back here. She have a blood transfusion yesterday. But the bizarre thing was that nothing was snatched from them.

All of the sudden, I pictured the scene happening, imagine someone inflicting hurts on you while you can only accept taking them helplessly, imagine someone using his feet (wearing shoe) and stamp on your face repeatedly until your nose bridge breaks. Imagine lying on the bed helplessly, bearing with the immerse pain all over your body which can only be subdue by morphine. Imagine the subsequent operations, while you are recovering from one operation, you have to go thru another one and again in pain from new wounds.

And all I can only do is to comfort and assure her not to worry about her work. She will need at least a 6mths for a full recovery.

Then I went down to the food court to have my dinner alone, thinking I should reward myself after a hard day work and making an effort to come all the way from jurong to TTSH to visit a not very close colleague. Wondering what to eat then thought I should get some wanton noodles, only to realise I have wanton noodles but in vegetarian style. NO MEAT!!! Carnivorous me is not turning into herbivorous!!

But sigh...maybe its a sigh that I should eat more vegetarian and do more good deeds after seeing my colleague in such bad state. When was my last time eating vegetarian?? In the end, thinking about that while eating my vegetarian wanton noodles, suddenly I realise I can also do without meat. Then I ordered a milo peng and walked about the hospital, browsing thru the organic food stuffs, books that they have (yes, I can even shop in hospital) before flagging down a cab and head back home straight.

Let's us hope my colleague will have a speedy recovery and come back office soon.......the rest, forget about it.

1 comment:

deLuxique said...

This is scary. We should all gather forces and boycott JB. After all, what's so nice there? Old and tattered. I'd rather eat less than to go there for seafood or shopping. My life is more expensive (and important) than anything else!!! Madness.