we think we have time,

june 6, 2013. 0845

it was over a week ago : last night shift in internal medicine department.

selesai stase IPD itu seperti mengeluarkan setengah beban jiwa, apalagi sadar sepenuhnya bahwa selasa malam itu seminggu lalu adalah my last jage!

jaga terakhir gw di ruangan dahlia, yang isinya bapak ibu yang menderita tuberkulosis plus plus, plus sakit liver, plus resisten obat TB jadinya mesti nyoba obat yang has higher strength. kalo ketularan...ya namanya rizkinya, mudah2an engga.

so, it was a pretty peaceful night shift. gw ditugasin observasi si ibu I, di bed 6 kamar 1, et causa si ibu punya gagal ginjal dan penurunan kesadaran.. keluarganya udah ga mau si ibu diapa2in (seharusnya si ibu di cuci darah), dan minta pulang paksa, against medical advice. pas gw lagi istirahat makan malem, pak boby (yang menurut gw sangat *if not, terlalu, oke sebagai perawat dahlia) nganter si ibu ke mobil keluarganya di igd depan. pas gw istirahat makan malem, ternyata si ibu istirahat selama2nya di perjalanan menuju mobilnya. innalillahi..

at first to me its another death. its the same with the previous death, and the upcoming death the day after that, but then the difference was i read this in that precise night, its like the dead warned me:

"its such a shame to waste time. we always think we have much of it." - one more day, by: mitch albom.

may she rest in peace.