My Day Was Saved!

Earlier this morning I woke up, took a bath and dressed for my duty. As I was waiting outside the house near the street for a cab, I remembered it was strike! So there would be no possible transportation available for me. I started to get worried. Then I prayed, a short intense prayer. I looked at my watch, it's already 5:49am and our roll call is 6am. I don't want to have an extension duty, a munite late would cause me 8 hours of extension, and a 15 minutes late would cause me 24, and I'd be paying 32php for every hour. That is too much. I can't be late. I waited. Waited for a long long time. Then I peeked at my watch again, I was shocked. Then I felt a drop of sweat in my wrist. It was already 6:13am. I thought I must be in the hospital by now. I started to walk slowly. I was looking at the corner of the street hoping for a cab, then I saw a hand waiving from an approaching car, It was my classmate Bob! I was very happy, there's nothing I can think of other than to get in and rush. On the way, we talked about how we are going to deal with our extension, for sure we will be rewared for being late, his dad was just smiling, listening how we looked very worried. After we were dropped in the hospital, I nearly forgot to say thank you as we were rushing in. I was surprised to see no nursing student in the hospital. I looked at my watch again. It was already 6:22am. I wondered, only two of us were there,not even our clinical instructor. I begun to get upset. Maybe there was no duty after all, me and Bob thought maybe we wasn't able to get the announcement. Shortly after, 6 of my classmates arrived, followed by our clinical instructor. I sighed. At last, for all the tense I've been this morning, it was not wasted. Plus I don't had an extension! I was really very happy. Unfortunately, only 8 or us had our duty, the others didn't make it. After the duty, I went out, grabbed some food, and the rest of the day went well. Thanks to Bob, he saved my day!

1st Semester is Nearly Over

I was sitting on a bench, thinking what to write for my self-awareness diary. It's one of our requirements for this semester. I was near the entrance so I couldn't stop looking at people's faces as they pass by. Some were running, some were laughing with their phones, and some looked happy as if they owned the world with their great smiles, and some looked worried. I was interested with this girl, I can't clearly see her face since the time she swiped her ID, she's been looking at the ground as if shes counting every steps safely. She was tall, about 5'6''. She had a black straight glossy hair. I followed her with a staring look. Then she passed in front of me. I wondered what kept her tilting her head forward. When she was about three steps away, she suddenly tripped and fell off the ground. I was a bit shocked. I was about to drop my stuffs to help her but she was very quick, she stood up, tapped her knees and started walking but this time normally as if nothing happened. I should have done something, I should have helped her. But how she stood up and waved her hair, it was like more of an awakening. Then I had clue, maybe she was upset about her past grades. Now this is something to be worried about. Passing our subjects is hard, but as a student we are not just aiming to pass, we are aiming to maintain a good grade for us to have a diploma. Other than that, you will be left in a corner of the gymnasium with just a certificate of accomplishment while your classmates were already marching ready to recieve their diploma. So it's not that easy, how much more of a nursing student. Then I realized, maintaining a good grade is not possible if you have just knew the semester is nearly over, then you stood up and tried to start what a focused student would do.

A Terrible Experience

I woke up in the middle of the night. My heart was beating fast. I was wet all over my body with sweat. I paused. Thinking. Thinking really hard. I had bad dreams. I turned on the light and begun reading the bible, I felt comfort when I read Exodus 15:26, God told me "For I am the Lord - the Lord who never fails, the Lord who never forgets and who never fails to love - who heals you. And in 1st Corinthians 5:3 " Though I am not with you physically present, I am with you in Spirit." These passages where from my past devotionals. Then I felt okay. I turned off the light and had a deep good sleep.

These recurrent awakening was all because of a bad experience a few months ago. This is the story. I was living in a dormitory that was really small. Only a person could fit in one room, even roaming around is definitely impossible. The hallway is too narrow, too narrow that only 2 person could fit sideways. I don't know why they call it dorm but I guess the right term would be a boarding house since we all have different rooms, but have 2 common bathrooms. Here I met a guy. A stranger but soon we became friends. He was from a far place. He was 2 years ahead of me. I never really met his family, I don't know but he always refuse and make excuses but it was fine with me. We often go out to dinner with my girlfriend, and they soon became friends too. There are many things about him I put a limit from myself. He drinks a lot, he loves going out to bars with other people and dance like crazy, one thing I don't really agree was that he cheats from parents taking a big amount of money to buy new clothes. He only pays for 3 subjects yet he asks as if he is a regular student. He even asked a big amount of money for a project or a tour but it turned out buying new jeans, and stuffs to look good. I hate the thing that his parents are being fooled. Only him was brought to school thinking he will be a professional someday. His elder brother never had a diploma, so as her elder sister, just for him to go to school even if it is really hard for his family. Maybe he got brains that was why he was the one they decided to go to school first. I don't know, whatever the reason was, I have no right to judge or anything, we were just friends and that's it. Until one night, I borrowed his phone. I sent a message, that was my only intention, I don't have a load that time to send a message. So when I opened the sent items, my eyes pop out. I read a message, him sending a guy about them-their intimate relationship. At first, I never believed. I don't want to. But sadly it was the truth, he denied at first. All the way I thought he was looking for a girl ready to fall in love with him, but unfortunately he was into a guy. So when I knew everything, all the more I put a limit from myself. But I made it not obvious, instead of going out with him some time, I prefer going to church or those stuffs. But still we were friends. Until he started to show off, sharing things like how they have their intimate contact. How they went to a hotel and do some whatever stupid thing. I even caught him kissing a guy downstairs. All this his family never knew. That time I felt really bad about him already. I'm not really good at pretending, so I never agreed to his actions, I told him in a very good possible way that what he was doing is terribly wrong. He did nod, but still he prefers doing it. So, that time we were not really that close anymore. One night, we went out with my girlfriend, bought some food. At this eatery, something happened. A squeezed bread which was his, gave it to me, I refused so I put it in his lap and it fell off his foot. So we went home. He was so silent. When we are about to eat, our food was ready, I was holding the plate and my girlfriend was holding the milk. His mood was then changed, I don't know why, then he asked me if I won't say sorry about what happened. I was puzzled, was that because of the bread? Or something else? I could never think of anything else anymore.   So I did apologize. But what happened next was that he pushed me, and started punching my face. I did defend myself but he was very aggressive. I was holding a plate with me. So I never really gave him a great punch. And the next thing happened was my dorm mate pulled me and did separate us. I was very angry, I really want to get even. I never did anything stupid. I know. God knows. Yet I was able to forget, anyway he was gay, and I thought he is never a good friend. One day, again, unexpected, he found a way to fight with me. I ended up with scratches, he scratched my face, and pulled my hair. Mannn, that was so gay. I never wanted a fight. My dad was very worried and came to see me, and wanted to talk to him. This was the first time it happened to me. It was a terrible experience. My sister was madly angry, all the more with my elder brother. My mom settled a new place for me to stay. More secured and spacious. I will be transferring a few days from now. I don't know what will happen next, what I know is that God planned something great for me out there.

Skin Graft Surgery

I was a little bit scared and excited at the same time.The moment the surgeon started peeling off the skin of the patient, just like that of peeling a simple ripe mango, my body froze. Thoughts came in and out of my mind, my brain worked significantly quick. Next thing I found my self handling instrument to the surgeon. It was really a great experience, the operation was called Split-thickness Skin graft. The surgeon took a part of the patient's skin in his thigh. The skin was then patched in the dorsal surface of his foot. Finally, suturing was made. The surgery took about an hour, it was just a short surgery. After leaving the OR, I went to a fast food and ate before going back home. I deserved a sleep, so I went to bed. It made my day.....