Sunday, April 08, 2007
Sunny Perth
Sunny Perth
There have been questions about my absence on this blog, my answer was I have nothing to write except depressing stories, nevertheless, I was asked to express my feeling, so here I am.
Looking back at the picture on my blog, the one that I love and will treasured is the photos of the two oldies at Cottesloe. Dad was here visiting , his second visit to Perth and sadly might be his last; as he is not well enough to travel again. I am glad we have spent time together, the steps he built is his gift to me; maybe he knew then that his health has deteriorated.
I have just returned from Malaysia after nursing my father for 4 weeks; those were the most difficult, heart wrenching and frustrating nursing experience I have ever encounteered in my last 35 years of nursing. Beside having to get accustomed to the humility and the sub-standard condition in the hospital, I had to fight bureucracy,dealt with pessimistic,and negativist who opposed to any changes. The saddest thing is that some of these people are my own family members!By the time I fought my way through, I was physically and mentally exhausted.
Nursing own relative is emotionally drained as one carried the emotional burden with it, but the saddest and most heart wrenching is discovering that the family you viewed as a loving, happy family has lost the vary "fabric" that tied and bound the family together, the thing called love and family value. That "fabric" has disintergrated and is wearing thin, and it is sad.
In Grand father's time, that fabric was strong and the sense of family was there, now it is disappearing and even though we tried. Seeing other family with strong tie, one wonders' What went wrong?"
There have been questions about my absence on this blog, my answer was I have nothing to write except depressing stories, nevertheless, I was asked to express my feeling, so here I am.
Looking back at the picture on my blog, the one that I love and will treasured is the photos of the two oldies at Cottesloe. Dad was here visiting , his second visit to Perth and sadly might be his last; as he is not well enough to travel again. I am glad we have spent time together, the steps he built is his gift to me; maybe he knew then that his health has deteriorated.
I have just returned from Malaysia after nursing my father for 4 weeks; those were the most difficult, heart wrenching and frustrating nursing experience I have ever encounteered in my last 35 years of nursing. Beside having to get accustomed to the humility and the sub-standard condition in the hospital, I had to fight bureucracy,dealt with pessimistic,and negativist who opposed to any changes. The saddest thing is that some of these people are my own family members!By the time I fought my way through, I was physically and mentally exhausted.
Nursing own relative is emotionally drained as one carried the emotional burden with it, but the saddest and most heart wrenching is discovering that the family you viewed as a loving, happy family has lost the vary "fabric" that tied and bound the family together, the thing called love and family value. That "fabric" has disintergrated and is wearing thin, and it is sad.
In Grand father's time, that fabric was strong and the sense of family was there, now it is disappearing and even though we tried. Seeing other family with strong tie, one wonders' What went wrong?"