She's finally beamed over to a much better place.I speak of the patient with 100% burns who's been in the Burns Ward for the past ten days.She's been poked,prodded,yelled at and subjected to every indignity possible but the most amazing thing is that she remained a sweet,young girl till the last time I saw her.
A 17 year old child,about to embark on life's real journey,literally and figuratively blackened by that cruel master-fire.What is just as horrifying is that her younger brother was in the house and therefore the first to see her.this child has moved on but I worry about the scars left on that young child's mind by the horrifying sight.When,I,the budding doctor was so deeply affected by the sight inspite of all the pain I've seen how much worse must it be for a tender,green child.
I've tried to talk about this to a lot of people,family and friends,but they get too freaked out by the details...how the skin peels off when you smear her with antiseptic ointment,the pain she goes through every time we change the femoral central line,the indignity of having to lie there unclothed(clothes are a nidus for infection),being ignored by uncaring relatives,being yelled at by unsympathetic caretakers.To her credit,she bore all that without complaint or bitterness.I wonder how many of us would behave like that if we were going through even half her pain.
The moral of the post: Listen to the meek and mild
For they too have their own story.
This post is dedicated to a young child who was an example of how one bears trial by fire with grace.
Doctor Witch
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