Narrative Report by edmer khrysall diaz
October 30,’08: Primi
It was the first time I saw the city hall of Meycauyan, it is far from the town proper but it is worth seeing for. I really much appreciated the beautiful sky (it is like a vast painting of a great painter) and also the large tree (its shades makes me wanna sleep underneath or just read my favorite book while breathing the fresh air).While waiting for the orientation, as usual, we make chit-chats with each other about our short vacation and many other stuffs. It is almost 9:00 AM, when a man approached us; he asked if we are the students who will be having a duty in Meycauyan. He introduced himself and said he is Dr. Abelardo Bordador, the CI. He orientated us and easily made a rapport with us. After an hour of orientation, we went to the community we are assigned to through an ambulance, another primi experience. It is exciting; I can’t stop my mind imagining an intubated patient lying in the ambulance bed. After we reached Bancal, we bid goodbye to our CI. We went to the Fatima, hoping God will shower miracle to the printers (this is it, the distribution of grades is now officially open). While in the bus, I’m so nervous; I’m experiencing DOB (difficulty of breathing).
October 31, 2008: Promise: I will also be an instrument of healing
“Whenever you served others in any way, you are actually serving God and fulfilling one of your purposes.”-Rick Warren
These past few weeks, I promised to God and to myself that I will serve others through my course. This is my last semester (hopefully). I want to give my best, learn and serve more. For the first time, I prayed early in the morning, before going to duty. I need a blessing and help to be an instrument of healing (somehow). I feel a great change in myself; I feel the energy and dedication in my work. Am I really this? Before, I am a student nurse who always in the sleepy mood. I am passive, lazy and sedated. I’d rather sit down, wait for the break, making countdown than seeing and checking my patient. But now I treat my patient more humane and caring. At the RHU (Rural Health Unit), I get the pt’s profile, their VS, medical history, chief complaints and sometimes doing health teaching. I sense a drastic change within. Even if we have a short duty hours this day, I am much fulfilled. I really feel good.
November 6, 2008: Rx: Laughter 3x a day
“Sorry I’m late.” that’s the only word I can say to my groupmates after waiting for me for more than 15 minutes. After few minutes of walking, we arrived at the RHU. The unit is full of patient waiting around. Because I now changed my old habits of sleeping while on duty, I urgently went to the patients. Some of them are pregnant who needs prenatal care, children with ARI (acute respiratory infection), elderly with HPN (hypertrension)and infants who are scheduled for immunization. So I did the usual/routine profile completion, VS recording and weighing…Speaking of weighing, this is the start of my dutyful blooper…I saw a pregnant woman sitting in the bench, I approached her and asked if she already weighted and she answered not yet; so I immediately weigh her. 72.1 kg is her weight. Her record is in the hand of the midwife which is standing beside my colleague. “72.1 kilo yung weight nung buntis.” (72.1 is the wt of the pregnant mom), I whispered to my colleague. Actually I don’t have the ‘art of whispering’, I whispered it loud. Unfortunately Ma’am Edith, the midwife, heard it and loudly says while laughing, “Bakit mo binubulong? Sikreto ba yan?”. And the other health worker said, “Baka daw kasi kopyahin mo.” And the whole RHU laughs at me, even the patients around. At that moment I want to dig a hole in the floor and hibernate there even for awhile. I was very ashamed.
P.S. My blooper has part 2 and 3 but due to lack of space. I can’t post it down.. All I can say is “Uy, Strike 2!”… On the other hand, we also finished our ocular survey and accomplished the survey form. We also talked about the appropriate livelihood program for our community.
November 7, 2008: Social Smile
This is the last day of my duty in CHN and sad to say Dr. Bordador is not around. Because the doctor is out, the midwife take over the prescription of medicine and other thing the doctor does, in a fast track mode. I made the routine recording and VS taking. A woman approached me, and said her son need to seek consultation. I took the child’s medical history and get his temperature. I was shocked to what the digital thermometer record, 40.2 ºC; so I get my traditional one, it is confirmed, the patient is having a high-grade fever, 39.4 º C! After seeing by the midwife, they were given Cotrimoxazole for the ARI and Paracetamol for the fever. While the mother is preparing to leave, I advised her to TSB her son because I was afraid that the patient’s condition become worse, it is a high-grade fever which can probably leads to convulsion or DHN.
After few minutes of resting, I was asked by the BHW (baranggay health worker) to weigh this cute, chubby baby .She has a cute, round eyes, plump extremities and most of all, she has an adorable smile (so cute). She is scheduled for DPT and OPV immunization. I already imagining her reaction regarding the procedure, I asked myself if this baby still smile so sweetly after the vaccination (I think no). She is still smiling brightly without knowing the impending doom. When the injection punctures her vastus lateralis, her face turns red and cries out loud… But this baby girl is really strong, because only a few minutes after the immunization her warm smile goes back (even if she had a teary-eye). Her cute smile is really contagious…In fact, she reminded me a lot of things; she reminded me to smile even if you’re experiencing pain (which is right).. I really can’t believe that this little baby is my mentor today. Ü