=[L]ing 的无聊日记=

Attended to a sudden death case this afternoon. Truly realised the true meaning of "a hungry man is an angry man". I was about to have a mouth of bee hoon when I received the sms to attend to the case (and yes, we are high tech now, we are informed of our new referrals through sms.)
I can literally feel the frustration and anger, coz I am already having late lunch (got stucked in another potential-stucked case, talking to the family members), and not even giving me time to have my lunch peacefully. But anyway, Patient centred. While I was on my way to the A&E, I was reminding myself about the poor family. To think that I need to remind myself about that, I must be very hungry.

It was quite a tragic death I think. But somehow, on reflecting, I think it is also quite heartwarming to see that there are actually so many people coming to see the patient for the last time, and so many of them crying for him. You may think that I am sadistic, to say such scene is heartwarming, but then again, how many people on earth will have so many people crying truly from their heart for them? For this case, I see the patient's own family of origin, his wife's family, friends and colleagues. This made me wonder, during my death, how many people will truly cry for me?

From this, you can see that he is being looked upon as a very nice and good family member. Well-liked by everyone. Well, then again, one may ask, "Since he is such a nice man, why did he die in such a tragic death?" The only answer I can think of is 天嫉英才.

So, here we have family members grieving over another family member's death, and there, we have family members who think that death of their parent is able to solve their problem. Tragic.