"Thank you" - An intern’s real life experience

The hospital I work in caters mostly to poor people because the richer ones, well, they prefer to go to private hospitals. And this patient was not an exception. A 2-year-old girl was admitted due to a severe case of pneumonia and hyperactive airway disease. This kid reminded me of Boo from the animated movie Monster’s Inc, imagine how cute she is. In labored breathing, she was gasping for air, thats why the first 24-hour hospital stay was very crucial for this little girl’s survival. Fortunately, she got better day by day. On her discharge day, i saw her running and playing around, looking way better than the first time a saw her. Kids die almost everyday in this hospital which is very frustrating for me to a point that sometimes I ask myself why I chose this profession. But seeing this kid all better makes me really happy. Her parents sold their cellular phones and one of their farm animals just to pay their P700 worth hospital bill, yes they are that poor. Yet, they still managed to give me what seems to be a keychain as a sign of gratitude for all I’ve done for their daughter. I told them with a smile on my face that I was just doing my job as a doctor. They insisted, and said that it will remind me that I have saved a little angels life. I cried, of course inside the bathroom (I hate crying in public). It made me a better doctor. It made me a better person. It reminded me why I chose this profession.

"Thank you" - An intern’s real life experience

The hospital I work in caters mostly to poor people because the richer ones, well, they prefer to go to private hospitals. And this patient was not an exception. A 2-year-old girl was admitted due to a severe case of pneumonia and hyperactive airway disease. This kid reminded me of Boo from the animated movie Monster’s Inc, imagine how cute she is. In labored breathing, she was gasping for air, thats why the first 24-hour hospital stay was very crucial for this little girl’s survival. Fortunately, she got better day by day. On her discharge day, i saw her running and playing around, looking way better than the first time a saw her. Kids die almost everyday in this hospital which is very frustrating for me to a point that sometimes I ask myself why I chose this profession. But seeing this kid all better makes me really happy. Her parents sold their cellular phones and one of their farm animals just to pay their P700 worth hospital bill, yes they are that poor. Yet, they still managed to give me what seems to be a keychain as a sign of gratitude for all I’ve done for their daughter. I told them with a smile on my face that I was just doing my job as a doctor. They insisted, and said that it will remind me that I have saved a little angels life. I cried, of course inside the bathroom (I hate crying in public). It made me a better doctor. It made me a better person. It reminded me why I chose this profession.