The Eccentricities of Daily Life
I was always asked why I am so "benign" whenever I go on duty at the hospital. If only they knew how far from being "benign" my life is. I got married early in life, with almost zero income to provide for my pregnant wife and 4-year old kid. I am about to take the boards with no sure guarantee of passing them and even if I do, there is also no sure warranty that I may succeed in my profession. I go crazy every day looking for dough so I could at least provide something for my young family. I go more than crazy whenever I swallow my pride and ask dough from my parents. I am 26, married and still dependent.
I am an official handicap.
But I look at life with a positive outlook. I face the buffets of reality with a smirk on my face. My humor has become my armor. My laughters my biggest weapons against the destructive pessimism and criticism of life. I thrive best with people who share the same positive disposition towards life.
Every day when I visit my patients I find solace in their sufferings and fulfillment in the chance of having helped them face these sufferings. I always made it a point to make my patients laugh at least once a day. I never leave their room or beds without making them even just smile for a quick second. In exchange for these, I cry myself at times especially at night when half the world is asleep and I remain awake trying to struggle against my insomnia. I look at my wife and kid and how I blame myself for their misery for having me as head of their family.
But life is crazy. And I love it. And I praise the God who made it so.
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