I was walking around the house on that particular evening until everything went dark. Once I woke up, I could smell the chemicals and a myriad of unpleasant smells. I was in a hospital!
I had always dreaded the thought of being admitted to a hospital. The peculiar smell of the hospital, the sight of deformed and critically ill persons, and dead bodies in the hospital were things that I had always wished to avoid. However, neing down with a high fever necessitated my admission to the General Hospital in Malacca.
Though I was seriously ill and required special attention, yet the knowledge that I was in the hospital made me feel miserable during the first few days of my stay. The clothes that I had to wear in the hospital were dirty and uncomfortable plus the food was just tasteless.
At night, when all the patients were asleep, I often woke up and thought of what might happen if the dead bodies in the mortuary near by came back to life. I also thought of the patients who might die at any time. The sight of them struggling to stay alive was a heart-breaking scene. Soemtimes I thought that I myself might not wake up from my sleep, that I might have to leave my dear parents, brother and sisters and never return. Just the though of it made me scared and terrified.
On the second day and thereafter, however, my spirits were high. The doctor and nurses assured me that I would recover completely and that I could check out of the hospital the following day.
I then began to think of the good work that was being done in the hospital to heal, and reduce pain and suffering. The humanity shown by the staff impressed me deeply. However, I would not want to get sick again!
I had always dreaded the thought of being admitted to a hospital. The peculiar smell of the hospital, the sight of deformed and critically ill persons, and dead bodies in the hospital were things that I had always wished to avoid. However, neing down with a high fever necessitated my admission to the General Hospital in Malacca.
Though I was seriously ill and required special attention, yet the knowledge that I was in the hospital made me feel miserable during the first few days of my stay. The clothes that I had to wear in the hospital were dirty and uncomfortable plus the food was just tasteless.
At night, when all the patients were asleep, I often woke up and thought of what might happen if the dead bodies in the mortuary near by came back to life. I also thought of the patients who might die at any time. The sight of them struggling to stay alive was a heart-breaking scene. Soemtimes I thought that I myself might not wake up from my sleep, that I might have to leave my dear parents, brother and sisters and never return. Just the though of it made me scared and terrified.
On the second day and thereafter, however, my spirits were high. The doctor and nurses assured me that I would recover completely and that I could check out of the hospital the following day.
I then began to think of the good work that was being done in the hospital to heal, and reduce pain and suffering. The humanity shown by the staff impressed me deeply. However, I would not want to get sick again!
Choos Siew Ling
Form 5K1/2011, MGSS Melaka
Form 5K1/2011, MGSS Melaka