Medical school is fast coming to an end. Just several more weeks of rotations, and I'll be mostly studying for the board exam.
The past two weeks were spent in the emergency ward. Emergency. Patients ranging from minor worries to life threatening conditions come and go. The health insurance policy is highly people-friendly here, hence the low threshold in visiting the hospital.
Occasional suicide patients come briskly through the doors, mostly from poisoning. Some come with cardiac arrests, others simply unconscious. Nonetheless, they are quickly brought forth for intubation, venous catheterization, evaluation and the sorts.
God allows some people to get better, to see their family once more. Others, I guess He has other plans, but it is quite difficult in letting people off life support. They are kept alive by the strides of modern medicine, but more so simply alive than living.
I wondered if such was what God sees in us: completely dead inside, simply kept alive by the hand of God. Perhaps in hopes of waking up, perhaps giving enough time for loved ones to say goodbye, perhaps miracle of salvation.
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