Just came back from a trip to the hospital with my Mum. Such trips never fail to stir up strong feelings in me. I saw sick people -- young and old; those accompanied and fussed over by loved ones; those alone and looking so forlorn; those who faced their conditions with a cheerful outlook; and those who looked resigned to their fates. Everyone patient needs spend at least a whole morning at the hospital --- queuing up for blood tests, consulting the doctors and thence waiting for medicines to be dispensed. Then there is the mammoth bill to contend with! Overall, any hospital visit is quite intimidating and depressing. Especially when you have to face it all by yourself and with not enough funds to spare! I am glad that my siblings and I have always made it a point to make such visits to the doctors a comfortable and personalised one for Mum. At least one of us will always be there to see her through everything.
I am humbled again today. I am reminded once more about the importance of taking care of one's health, and the importance of nurturing a caring family.
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