It’s Labor Day and as some major roads are turned into an impromptu stage for strikes and massive congregation of union leaders and supporters who’ve always seeking fair treatment and wage increase relative to rising cost of daily living both in urban and rural areas of the country…. on the contrary, this is the day where employees, workers and those involved in any other type of work lay down their tools, data sheets, halt to conduct meetings to simultaneously observe the official holiday. Like any other normal profession that we normally dealt with, we just took notice of them whenever we visit a medical facility for a check up, laboratory and confinement including visits to our dear brothers and sisters who are in need of medical, natal, critical and ancillary care no other professionals could best provide but Nurses. A young man from the Southeast Asia went to the Middle East to practice the profession amid the threat, language barrier and cultural difference that initially posed hindrance to perfectly perform the duties tied to the contract… just for only a little while, as we enjoy every passing day of our stay. We’ve learn to embrace these same hindrances with one solid reason in mind which is, to care with passion and love.
First part of the three series
I stand before you as a professional who represents my unit, my hospital in the Middle East, and most importantly the nurse’s community, I’m here to take you on a journey in the footsteps of every nurses, in dealing with patients in pediatric oncology and BMT sections every seconds, minute and hours of each passing day.
Currently in our care is a child, of 3 years of age diagnosed with HLH including his twin sister…. Hemophagocytic lymphohistiocytosis, a hematologic disease, characterized with pancytopenia, hepatospleenomegaly, fever and jaundice. CBT (cord blood transplant) was done for the patients, it was successful for his the twin sister but unfortunately twice failed for the little patient, carefully thought of and decided to be a no code patient. But the medical team didn’t stop there, the lead medical team search and proceeded for a better plan, and for the third time to have another transplant, waiting for the patient’s count to be up and reeling towards the patients fitting compliance for the needed procedure, as it will be an excruciating time for the patient and his family.
I’ve known the patient since I was working in the Out Patient Department, an almost fixed patron of the blood bank, whenever he’s visiting, there’s opt to be a transfusion whether it’s platelets, packed RBC or even both. the disease progresses as time passed, until admitted.
Few months back I was transferred to the inpatient duties and as far as i can remember there … they were, in one of the rooms. Physical manifestation of slow deterioration can be seen, sudden bleeding, jaundice, abdominal enlargement. Months passed, same routine everyday, patient spiking fever, boluses ordered, transfusions every now and then, antibiotics lined up like a pile of people waiting for a blockbuster movie, honestly, I this has been one of the most difficult and to our colleagues term, the most toxic we ever handle for a child patient , with multiple tasks to be carried out within the day, his mother is nagging about things, about medications, even the tiniest or minute detailed little thing in relation to her child, that gotten the most out of us for that day. Like a tired juggler we all finally felt the pressure from the highest expectations any other mother’s patient have had and to hear her say the sincerest thank you somehow put out all our hardship and pain that took toll on us for the day… it made us stronger and inspired for the gratitude expressed. Pride and enthusiasm lit fire in my heart as we continue to provide the utmost care for this child. …
—– expect the second part of the three series after 24-48 hours period.
Sunshine brings hope every after stormy skies. – Paquito