Experiences in being treated at the hospitals here, and, the nurses’ kind and gentle natures are what made the experiences of getting hospitalized more bearable, translated…
After reading “In Love with the E.R.”, it’d reminded of all the heartwarming stories that happened in the emergency rooms, as well as those gentle angels in white too.
not my photograph…
When my eldest daughter was growing up, she had allergies, asthma, and we’d become, the frequent visitors of the emergency rooms. In the middle of the nights, as I’d heard my daughter, breathing with great difficulty again, I’d knew, that she was, having another asthma attack, and I’d rushed her to the emergency rooms. Most of the doctors had good attitudes, professional, responsible and very focused on treating her, seeing how I’d carried my child there, with that look of fatigue on my face, they’d told me, “It’s so hard, being a mom”, they’d empathized with me, which made me feel very heartwarming.
The meds for asthma contained steroids, I’d heard, that if you’d taken more, there would be physical complications to the body, I’d feared, that it may cause my daughter’s face to become disfigured, so once at the emergency rooms, I’d asked the doctor about it. Perhaps, I was very pressed, the doctor told me angrily, “If she doesn’t take the medication, she might die like the singer!”. I didn’t expect to get that kind of a reply; I’d not known how to reply to him. The nurse who was close by, quickly pulled me over to the next room, a classroom, and told me gently, “Mom, you need not worry, on the dosing, the doctor will be more than careful, and, within the realms of what’s safe, there would be absolutely NO side effects. My own child was also asthmatic, and I’d given her steroids too, there’s no side effect for her right now, so, relax.”, the nurse’s consoling me finally helped my heart settle down, and later on, my daughter had NO side effects from the medication, just like the nurse had told me.
In my father-in-law’s elderly years, he was overcome with a multitude of illnesses, and he’d become, quite depressed too, other than going into the temples every now and then, he’d not liked going anywhere, except, for the emergency rooms. Every time he’d gone in there, the nurses’ called him, “Uncle”, which made him feel that he was with a member of his own family, and would also carry on in conversations with my father-in-law, and my father-in-law smiled his rarely-smiled smiles there. Once, as a nurse was giving my father-in-law an injection, my father-in-law started getting agitated and wouldn’t allow her to give him a shot, and so, the nurse started calming him down as if he were a child, “Okay then, we won’t have a shot.”, and started carry on in conversation with him, “Uncle, your skin looks so very smooth, I can’t tell that you’re in your nineties (my father-in-law’s identification card’s age was a couple more than his real age), you must have used Olay, haven’t you?”, it’d made my father-in-law grinned ear to ear, and he’d become compliant in receiving the shots. Turns out, the reason why my father-in-law loved going to the emergency rooms, because these angels in white were gentle and kind toward him, made him feel like the guest of honor.
not my photograph still…
For a foreigner like me, I’d wanted to live in Taiwan because of the good medical health insurance, and high level of medical program. And even so, I still shouldn’t, fall in love with going to the E.R., it’d be best, if I can, stay as far away from it, away from the doctors, and just be safe and healthy.
So, from this, you can see, how the medical staff’s attitudes are the keys to whether or not the patients are at ease when being treated, and, the health insurance systems here is better, and because of these angels in white, that, is what makes going to the hospitals less scary and more pleasant, but, I still wouldn’t become a “frequent visitor” to the E.R. or the hospital for that matter!
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