The Last Mon Standing

I only had an hour of sleep last night. I tried to finish my thesis. I slept at 2AM then woke up at 3. My duty is in a District Hospital and this is my first time. I didn’t know how to get there so I left the house at 4:30 (I was planning to leave at 4 but due to my grogginess, I was late). My groupmates left our redevous without me. When I got in the hospital, I was 12 minutes late but Alex insisted that it was already 15 minutes passed 6 so I am absent (Damn him.)

There is a Medical Mission being held by the Philippine Nurses Association of Greater Kansas City in that hospital. We waited for them until 8.

The Nurses were accompanied by some volunteer Doctors from the US and other nurses from the other parts of the Philipines. According to them, this was their 14th year in service. Next year they are bound for Benguet or Surigao.

One thing I and my classmates noticed about this people is how warm they are to their patient. Honestly, I have never seen a Filipino doctor cuddles a baby like his own child. You can really feel the "CARE" that they are giving even if their patients are poor. They joke a lot. One Caucasian doctor even confessed that he loves Wowowie.

I am glad that the FilAm Nurses were also this nice. I thought, if working abroad would mean that I’ll have this kind of people as my colleagues, I might as well fly to America (something that I have not planned before.).

They give gifts to get children’s trust. I was the only one who witnessed this since almost all of my groupmates were assigned with the doctors for surgeries (since I was late.).

There was one instance when the FilAm nurse, Ms. Leila Busch gave a sando to a five years old boy. The sando is white with red lining on its helm. It has the printed portrait of jollibee surrounded by floweres.

The kid noticed the flowers and insisted that flowers are only for girls. His mom had to wrestle with him just to make him wear the sando.

The kid was later on delivered to the Operating room to have his Right pinky and ringman fingers separated (he was born with his two fingers fused by skin).

Hours passed and Ms Leila came to his mother to tell her that the child was also circumcised to get a skin for the skin grafting, the operation btw is a type of plastic surgery. His mom was all trilled of the news, but when the child was brought into the room, it turned out that the doctotrs were just joking, they took the skin for the graft for the finger that doesn’t have enough skin from the abdomen.

My groupmates has more interesting stories about big cysts and small cysts… and about a guy’s, according to Aiza,  a guy’s "big Chuvaness."

Try this site http://www.pnagkc.org/ and this http://www.medicalmission.com/

PS We were dismissed as early as 12 noon.