This week in neurosurg, we were posted to the neuro ICU ward of TTSH.
(the place where Mrs Lee Kuan Yew was previously treated.)
Apart from taking time to adjust ourselves to take the MRT at 6.30am for 1 hour, and finding our way through the TTSH maze, we were, touched.
I saw the extremes happening, from miracles to dashed lives/families, to families begging for patients to be operated once again-helplessness... Tears poured freely, guilt overwhelming loved ones, some tried to act tough, some fighting amongst themselves, ...
Life events does make a rude turning, in a split second, changes occur without any warning. Life hangs on a delicate balance. It is so fragile. Yet, sometimes we play it like we are playing pinball.
Every single moment, all of us, are aging, running towards the ultimate ending. None is spared.
(the place where Mrs Lee Kuan Yew was previously treated.)
Apart from taking time to adjust ourselves to take the MRT at 6.30am for 1 hour, and finding our way through the TTSH maze, we were, touched.
I saw the extremes happening, from miracles to dashed lives/families, to families begging for patients to be operated once again-helplessness... Tears poured freely, guilt overwhelming loved ones, some tried to act tough, some fighting amongst themselves, ...
Life events does make a rude turning, in a split second, changes occur without any warning. Life hangs on a delicate balance. It is so fragile. Yet, sometimes we play it like we are playing pinball.
Every single moment, all of us, are aging, running towards the ultimate ending. None is spared.
Did we actually ponder on the fact that, we only have A maximal of 120 years to live. It is so so SO limited. When will we take time to cherish and spend quality time with the people around us that we love or loved us? When do we work? When to read and study? There is so much love, so limited time to spend. Things are complicated by studies ( as you know, knowledge is bottomless) and work ( to find $ or more $$$$$).
We shouldn't be blinded when every thing is fine. It is useless to act like an ostrich. Events flow, like a downstream river. When you let it just flow by, it passes by, and becomes the past. Nothing you do, will re-make the scenario. Nothing is re-playable. We might be stuck in the dilemma, to make choices, according to which and what is more important.
From my point of view, Love is. Family. Loved ones. When the time is up, and they are gone, nothing will bring them back. That's the crude truth of life. Money is never enough. Knowledge is never satiable. But, if you missed a fact or a chance to earn some bucks, you still have another and another chance. People who flaunt the amount of knowledge they have, or the rolls and trolleys of achievements on you, should be questioned, what have they sacrificed?
The thing about having to take the MRT is you actually have the time to sit down ( if you are lucky and fast~!) and ponder over things that happened through the day. And also. to look at humans. Literally studying them, their expressions, their actions. Hehe. I m really enjoying myself here!! :)
