Monday, 06 April 2009

  • (S58) How she shook my hand


    (When I started this blog, my intention was to write the patient story My First Post but I have been writing fewer and fewer.  One reason was that I did not want to go back to them because it was sad.  So don't bother to read them if you don't like sad stuff.)


    Ling put out her hand, and simultaneously, I put out mine.  We shook hands.  I knew it was a gesture to say goodbye and (maybe) thanks too.  She was very ill already and spoke in a very soft voice that I could hardly hear.

    When Ling was admitted, she had pains.

    "I have pains all around here," Ling showed me the painful parts with her hand.

    "Did the medication help?" I inquired.

    "Not much.  I may have to undergo the surgery but as I am living alone, I don't know what to do.  Who will take care of me after the surgery?" said Ling with a sigh. 
    (Her husband died a few years ago and her son and daughter are in China.)

    So investigations (outrasound, CT Scan, etc.) were done and the condition of Ling was deteriorating.

    After a few days.

    Ling was still thinking about the surgery and she told me, "I am getting weaker.  I am afraid if I can take the surgery."

    Then one day the doctor told her it might not be good for her to have the surgery.

    "I may not do the surgery and I am going to see the oncology doctor tomorrow," Ling told me.  

    I nodded and sat with her for a while.  She told me how they came and worked here .......

    Next day, Ling told me, "The oncology doctor told me there's no need to do anything."

    "Were you disappointed?" I asked.

    "No.  If that's the case, I hope it'll be sooner.  There's no point to last longer."

    These were her comments to her "anticipating death", no grievance, no bargaining but the only hope that it would not be too painful or suffering.

    She then decided that she would go back to China.  The doctor did not recommend in view of her physical condition, but as it was her last wish, arrangements were made.  Her daughter and son came to accompany her and I was glad that she made it.

    News came that she passed away!

    And I remember how she shook my hand!©

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