Dragged

I was alone on my evening/night shift (16hrs) that time on our department when patients kept on coming till I cannot handle the procedures anymore. There's cardiac arrest at the ER, there's problem at the machine at the ICU and the countless treatments at the wards. I cannot keep up anymore.

This happened a few years back when I was still working at a tertiary hospital in our country.

I called Ate Josie, our nursing assistant during the day shift to please come to work (its her day off) for overtime of course, and help me with the increasing hospital demands from our department. She said yes and I was glad she could help.

Hours have passed and I was wondering what could have happened to her. She's not answering her cellphone.

I went to the emergency room to check on some patients there when I saw Ate Josie lying on one of our stretcher. She's on her white uniform and to my surprised...she's covered with mud, and some stains of blood!

I've noticed that she has abrasions, and small wounds on her elbows, on her knees and feet...

I immediately approached her with a worried face. I love Ate Josie and I don't know how to react on seing her like this!

That's when I realized her husband was there beside her holding her hand. Ate Josie is conscious but I could tell how much pain she's experiencing. She's complaining about her back and arms.

I asked her husband what happened when they injected her muscle relaxant to calm and relax her a little bit. He said that they're on their way to the hospital since I called Ate Josie to help me out, he was driving their own tricycle and Ate seated at his back when two guys riding a motorcycle grabbed Ate Josie's bag.

She was horrified! she held on to her bag while both vehicles are running fast at the highway. The guy grabbing her bag did not let go and pulled much harder till...

Ate Josie fell off the tricycle.

Dragged along the road.

Till the thieves got her bag with all her money.

Ate Josie was on the middle of the road.

Covered with mud.

Bleeding. In the rain.

I was in shocked. I think I wanna cry.

I don't know what to say. I think may face turned red with so much emotions going on with me. Guilt. Anger. I felt bad. I felt sad.

There's no one to blame but me. If I didn't call her. These won't even happen. She'll be at home having her cup of tea. She'll be asleep.

I should have left her alone.

When I approached Ate Josie after a while. I told her how I feel. I told her how sorry I was. She said that its not my fault, that I should not beat myself up...that we just be thankful that its not that bad...

I cannot even look at her husband's eye... Who's just been silent all along. I know he's thinking otherwise. But how can I blame him?

This whole mess is on me.

Just A Bad Day

I'm on a bus again going to Makati ,have to submit some documents to my agency. As I was passing along Gil Puyat Avenue I remember that tragic day 2 years ago.I was on my way to a second day seminar on Neonatal Hands-On Care at the Philippine General Hospital when two guys sat beside me I was texting this guy that I'm supposed to meet after the seminar hehe,then I put the phone (A Nokia 6680) inside my Guess bag and look at view outside (ah,yun pala ang LRT,wow taas ng building...wow 'to pala maynila...)


Then suddenly a guy from my back,asked for my attention using a tip finger and said "hey hey you have dirt on your shirt!" and stupid me I worriedly looked at my back to see it.There was really some chalk-like substance at my shirt(of course I later found out that he's the one who put it there) and when I did that, the two guys beside me (who just recently sat there) without me knowing hurriedly and secretly took my phone inside my bag! Then the three of them went off the bus already before I could noticed that my phone is missing!

It took me like 2 minutes before I realized that something was wrong!Call it paranoia!I then searched for my phone inside but its not there!Waaa!I didn't know what to do at that time!I felt so helpless.I cant even see my wallet!Fortunately I found it at the far end of my seat,maybe they dropped it accidentally when I'm about to finish checking my back.There's still my money(*sigh*) I'm glad I have this habit of putting my money in different areas and not just inside a wallet(in case I loose it,I still have spare money).

There,my phone was stolen,I don't know where those thieves are now!I hope they are having their Karma already!I'm glad I saved all of our videos and pictures (some of them are shots of us kissing!) of my last bf at my computer!If ever that would be a great scandal for all I know I might be at you tube!haha.Atleast they didnt slit my Guess bag!I love that bag!LOL. I lost all of my friend's phone numbers and text mates!

I felt sorry for the guy I'm supposed to meet that day!I later found out that he came at our supposed meeting place after two days when he left a message at my friendster account.He was angry!haha. I was not at myself all along the seminar, I felt numb!Now I know the feeling of being robbed!haha.Coz before I was like "get over it already!buy a new one!"when I talk to my friends about loosing their phones.hehe

Then after two days after a lot of sermon and scolding and all from my mom at the phone from dubai (yabang yabang kasi!text ng text sa daan!sa bus!sa jeep!ayan napala mo!buti nga!mag alcatel ka nalang!!!!) my dad sent money to buy me a new phone!This time much better a Nokia N70!hahaha!He was at saudi that time.A little dramatics and voila!I have a new phone!hehe.

I'm still using that phone till now.I need an upgrade waaa!!!!