My mum was admitted to hospital on Thu night as she complained of chest pain. Initially, I wasn't so panicky but this thought started to haunt me... my grandpa, grandma, dad and mother-in-law all passed away during my school holidays of near school holidays. As you know, this week is the one week break for all primary and secondary school pupils, and of course-teachers. Thank God, she's alright now. She was admitted for 2 days in NUH and the doctor didn't tell her anything about the condition of her heart. (Puzzled!) But I guess if they never mention anything, it should means there's nothing wrong with her heart. When she was discharged, she was given medicine for her digestive system to prevent bloatedness and gastric. (Strange! then why didn't the doctor mention anything about her digestive system??) I really don't understand doctors and how hospitals function these days... We were just talking about the quality of doctors these days. They seem to be very cold and robotic, don't show enough care and concern about your condition. They ought to be the important caring personnel of this society, you know, just like teachers. Teachers teach because they have the passion to pass on knowledge to the younger generations. Doctors treat because they are the people who have cure our body.
YNWA @ 6:59 PM
