Tssssshhhhhkkk!!!... This is Jaytwo reporting for duty, do you copy? over...
Tssssshhhhhkkk!!!... I repeat. This is Jaytwo reporting for duty, do you copy? over...
That's me, and I'm all geared up and 200% ready for combat against a very very stressful, energy draining, anxiety producing, mind breaking, leg cramping, and eye bulging 8 hour duty at NMMC hospital. I hate it specially when preparing things up prior to my duty, and even more during duty. Like doing the paperworks, packing of needed equipments, keeping my uniform clean and unwrinkled, things like that, etc etc... It really makes me more tired even before doing it. I feel like I cant do it, and I've come to think that I can't do this things all my whole life. I feel like I'm a soldier,all those heavy equipments for battle, all those hard tasks and critical thinking. The only thing is, I don't kill, instead I save lives.
But... Yes there is a but. Eventhough I felt those things, I am always surprised when all those negative perceptions I have will just all go pooooffttt!! gone!.. Yes, gone, when I see my patients poor faces. Their tears, their low voices, poor little movements. Especially those patients who does not have any families and friends to take care for them. Things like that? Really breaks my heart.. char! Then there's this funny thing that will suddenly pop into my mind, "what if I am the one in that bed, screaming because of pain, and no one is going to take care of me because the nurse assigned to me quited because he doesn't like his job". Then I realized, taking care of others isn't that bad and hard all along. It just need some motivations...
"Life is a battle of will, not a battle of skills. So more often than not, the man who wins is the man who thinks he can."
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