A Night at the Emergency Ward

“Brother, Bed number 2023 is bleeding.”

“Pinch his nose.”

“Start suction.”

“Nasal Bleed?”

“He’s bleeding through his mouth.”

“If you block the bleeding through the opening on his neck, blood will get out through the alternate open channel. Will it not?”

“Suction. Fast.”

“Sister, Bed number 2014 is unconscious. Come fast.”

“Add this medicine to bed number 2025’s drip.”

Sisters and brothers. Tending to wounds. External as well as internal. Many a times, the invisible ones too. Healing hands. They are. Indeed.

Doctors diagnose the problem and prescribe the treatment. The management is done by these siblings,  born to different mothers.

I sat next to Bed number 2022 as an attendant watching these brothers and sisters in action.

‘Tough’ seemed hollow to describe their usual day at work. Shift as they call it. They have to chart out and summarise the details of the visits of various consultants and duty doctors into the file neatly labelled ‘Bed number so-and-so.’ This apart from attending to the various emergency SOS calls.

If you want to understand the concept of one is to many, consider a visit to one of the hospitals at least for a day.

You may ask, “But don’t they get paid for it?”

All I can say is , I pity you.

Blood, sputum, urine, blood, puss, cotton, vomit…these are some of the perks they get along with the pay package.

Blood samples

Hats off to all the nurses; sisters and brothers, who tirelessly tend to the numerous bed numbers which are occupied by various faces. I doubt if they remember all the names. But I’m sure some would remain etched in their memories for a long while. Some that gave them that wordless look of gratitude. Some that made them feel content about their decision to choose this noble profession. Some that pressed their hands softly as if whispering a silent ‘Thank You’.

But there are also some faces that they’ll remember for the thankless looks and hateful words that they throw their way without a second thought.

I have heard people complain that they weren’t treated properly by the nurses or the housekeeping staff. Or they did not get ‘service’ according to the payment made. I believe if we bridge the gap between service and humanity, and treat them as one of our kind instead of one-born-to-serve-us, we shall be devoid of a lot of unnecessary burden.

Sincere gratitude to this tribe across the globe.

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6 Replies to “A Night at the Emergency Ward”

    1. Some of the staff members do behave rudely. But what I have observed is if you are polite to people, it doesn’t take much time for them to return the same warmth. A smile and a thank you serves much more than any hefty package. Any day. Thanks for reading Saru! 🙂

  1. It’s nice when people don’t measure relationships with money!
    Personally, I don’t think the support staff make as much as the effort and care they put in! Glad you highlighted them in this post, Rekha!

  2. Definitely. . They are such good people and taking care of others ..
    I just wishes nurses are paid more as I genuinely feel they do much harder work then the doctors or the consultant. . At least here in uk.. nurses are under tremendous pressure and deserve muchhhh more. ..

    God bless them alll

    1. Nurses are under pressure almost everywhere Bikram. I remember the nursing superintendent shouting at a nurse for not using sanitiser before attending to a patient who had severe breathing trouble and had collapsed. She later said that if I go by the rule book , half of my patients will never survive.

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