Wednesday, February 14, 2007
This morning, on my way to wrk, I saw a group of patients walking in twos along the pavement, led by a few nurses. I guessed it's their morning exercise or something. There were about 20 of them, mostly above 50yr olds. Some patients were curious about the things along the pavement and tried to leave the group, but were stopped by the nurse. Some wore a happy smile on their faces, as if they were out on the streets for the first time. I dare not looked further. This scene just bring me back to my pri sch days. I remembered how we would line up in twos and walked to our classrooms, flanked by 2 monitresses, in front and behind.
Many thoughts were running in my mind...
When I grow old, will I be like them, being confined in a small hospital room, waiting for everyday's morning walk?
Will I be like them, being treated like a pri sch kid when in fact i'm 60??
Will I be like them, mentally unsound and losing my family??
Will I be like them??
I don't know.... N I don't want to... But things are just too hard to predict.
But 1 thing for sure, they are happy.
They are happy to be able to see the pretty flowers along the road.
They are happy to be taken for a walk every morning.
They are happy when there's visitors to their ward, even if they don't know them.
They are happy over the slightest matter, or rather, things that other people took for granted.
They chose to be happy. Can I?
On a lighter note, Happy Valentine's Day!Labels: Random
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FLY AWAY LOVE <3
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