If you’ve ever worked in the Philippine General Hospital, you’d know that patients without watchers, or bantays, can be challenging.
During the board exam review, I visited the National Shrine of St. Jude to pray and light candles for the exam. St. Jude is dubbed as the patron saint for “lost causes” and well, at that time, I truly felt like I was fighting a lost cause.
“I got this much for just twenty pesos!” she exclaimed about one set of vegetables. She said she got them in bulk since it was a really good deal, which was why her tote bag was so heavy. She was so proud of herself for buying it all, complete with animated gestures. She even gave herself a thumbs up.
I love these early mornings at the OPD.
“You’re not a monster! You’re human, too! Humans are good!”
A few weeks back, I went grocery shopping with Mommy. It was a regular day and nothing in particular was going about, but somewhere between the racks of magazines and the […]
In a nutshell, everything was going to be all right. I didn’t have anything to worry about.
And yet there I was, waiting for my doctor, propped up on a lounge chair in the operating suite, terrified as hell.