I will just share an unfortunate situation that happened a few days ago. It was one fine day; my first day of work in this particular hospital. Everything was falling perfectly into the routine nature of my job. Not until the clock hit 11:00 am. (Okay, not exactly.I just think it was around that time.)
A man in his early thirties, came rushing to the ER, carrying a woman who seemed to be his wife. She was literally covered with blood. Following them was a pretty little girl, around five years of age. At first glance, it looked like the woman had been in a bad accident. The doctors and nurses immediately attended to her. The little girl on the other hand, confused on what was going on, just stood in one corner of the ER, shaking. Perhaps her dad was too occupied by what happened to his wife that he didn't notice how terrified his daughter was.
Being a nurse, I am used to seeing people bathing in their own blood. I am used to seeing patients take their last breath. But, being used to those things doesn't mean they no longer affect me. Because no matter how you put it, being sick---or dying, is always ugly. Sometimes, it's not the death that makes me feel really really bad. Rather, it's the stories behind their death and the aftermath.
Apparently, the woman hadn't been in an accident. According to her husband, she was mercilessly shot. In the head! They were supposed to meet somebody to get money amounting to 20,000php. However, instead of being met by their contact, they were met by two women. Yes, the shooter is a woman! The incident happened in a very public place, which is always swarming with people. The little girl witnessed everything! She was just beside her mother when the gun was pointed to her head.
A staff of the hospital noticed how scared the little girl was, so she picked her up and brought her inside the office. She is not supposed to see what was happening in the ER. She was still shaking even when the staff let her sit in a chair. Another staff offered her water and without a word, she took a few sips. After a few minutes, she uttered a question that could break any person's heart, "Will mommy still wake up?"
There is no sense in giving her false reassurance, so the staff just told her that her mom is being taken cared of by doctors and nurses. After around forty minutes, her dad called her and said,"Your mommy is gone..." :'c
How cruel can people really be? Even if the intentions of the shooter wasn't clear, taking the woman's life can never justify her actions.
Life is a gift given by God. No people has any right taking it away. It is really sad that some people play god. They have no respect to life. Some waste their own. When they're not satisfied, they even destroy others' lives.
The woman didn't literally die that day. Her body was still alive. She was even transferred to the ICU. But, the shot was really fatal. The bullet's entry point was behind her left ear. Exit point was in her right temple. Too much blood was lost. Yesterday, when I asked one of the hospital staff if the woman is still alive, she told me that she already passed away.
|The sun will rise again.|
May she rest in peace. And may the people who did it to her pay for their sin. Maybe not here on earth. On the other side, I guess. For the little girl and her dad, as well as the relatives, may they find justice for her soon.