New Year's Eve haunted the medical school girl

The original text of reader Nguyen Thi Thanh Thao's "special Tet" contest sent "Tet with girls":

"Tet is supposed to be fun ... But why are so many people sad ...

I like spring, like the chilly atmosphere with my friends on the streets, and like the warm family meal. Actually nothing has changed just that this year I have to be on duty at night 30. The feeling of welcoming New Year away from home for the first time must be special.

I thought that New Year's Eve at the hospital would be as fun as the sisters said, at least except for the emergency department, there would be family members with more friendly staff every day, leisurely sleep and wait until morning and then leave and I thought will cry. In the end, I found I didn't have time to cry, nor did I feel so unlucky that I had to shed tears.
Welcoming Tet at the hospital, Thanh Thao was not as happy as her colleagues said.

At 9:00 a.m., a sister came to see her by herself because she suspected a miscarriage. She works as a barber, after 2 months of delay, has worked intensely for the past 2 days. She has been bleeding, but it is not until late at night before she can see her doctor. The result of the examination showed that the pregnancy bag had reached the cervical canal. She asked for the procedure to complete, so she could return to the new year.

A beautiful woman, 2 husbands, 6 pregnancies, 4 children. Sometimes girls call "Mom, you went to the check-up for so long, you come home, it's very fun to stay at home ..." Seeing the lonely figure turning around, I know this New Year is a little more sad ...

At 11:45 am, another patient entered again, miscarried, 25 weeks. A 38-year-old woman, the 4th pregnancy, the first birth had to use a forcep, the second time by cesarean section, the 3rd time who was born prematurely 4 years ago and gave birth 2 days ago. The moment of New Year's Eve, she was lying on the procedure table, I was beside me to hear the fireworks outside at the same time she had a contraction of the uterus. Her pale face, she did not cry but still asked: "Honey, if I do surgery, can I keep the baby ..."

The principle of not allowing me to explain more is not like in the movie to lie. The first time I saw, giving hope to others was the hardest thing to do in my life, only holding thin hands: “Don't worry. We are here with this sister. There are many more. I'm a student but I'm still here in New Year's Eve ... ".

I know, my words did not make her any better, she whispered as if to herself: “I see the baby is still kicking. There is a weaker pedal, but my child is still alive ... ".
Tormented in pain for more than 2 hours, finally pregnant. I inherently like real estate, because I like the sacred moment when the baby is born in the happiness of parents. But now, when I see the baby red, weak, fragile, unable to cry, the ability to live is extremely low ... the bottom of my heart is a pain.

I have seen a lot of people die, but as adults, they are tormented in pain and sickness, sometimes death is liberation. When they struggled, they fell silent, their hearts stopped beating. Looking at them lying down, feeling cold skin through the thin gloves, I sometimes felt serene. But when the baby was tiny, only about 500g, with tiny hands, playing with, life was really too far ...

On the morning of the 1st, I rode a motorbike 45 km home in the drizzle, all the way alone, feeling lonely, wobbly "Your dream, will it come true, Bieng ... Why so soft Bieng … ”.

On the 2nd day of Tet, the baby was born a few decades near my house died because of respiratory failure. My father left home with his boyfriend for more than half a month to return ...

On the 4th day of the Lunar New Year, the old patient received the message of Pap test results with cancer cells. How beautiful, talented woman is, has been treated for HIV for 10 years. My daughter is only 5 years old, a pretty and intelligent girl, seeing her mother crying, she cried: "Do you have any better if you study well, will you recover from your illness ...".

Thanh Thao said that during the 23 years of New Year's Eve, there were not many happy times.

23 New Year's Eve I experience, many times is fun. When I was a child, because my family was in debt, the Tet was really lacking. Sometimes the New Year's Eve is about to come, but still people come to curse the debt.
Sometimes, my father bought some leggings but they also came in on the afternoon of Tet. Sometimes he had to hide behind the house, sometimes drove me to his grandparents' grave, he cried, I heard the loudspeaker announcing the train to the far station in the dark, that was the most haunting sound for me until now. On New Year's Eve I saw my mother struggle with people, beaten by them. Sometimes when Tet is not even able to buy offerings, mothers still have to run money on New Year's Eve ...

23 years old, I think a lot about the path I am going ... As Y5 students, we know that, already a doctor to her ...

After 2.5 years in the hospital, I gradually envisioned my life later. There have been times when I would be a leisurely sitting doctor, following a specialization in leisure, just passing the days in such a boring way. Not cultivating, becoming more and more outdated, conservative with new things that the younger generations can easily accept ...

I have gone through many faculties, the number of people I met is a hundred times the total of 20 years ago combined. The way I go is not very flat. Sometimes it's really depressed, sometimes I have to run to the stairs of the hospital and cry out loud because I am offended. But in return, I feel like I learned a lot.

I know how to deal with most people, I know how to mingle with my teammates, listen and share. After a while, I chastised your selfish attitude, but gradually got used to it, but open my heart, not everyone is ready to help you when you are in trouble, nor can anyone blame anyone because they are selfish. both.

In the early days of going to the hospital, we had to learn a billion things, the hardest thing was contacting patients. Most people refused to be a student intern but over time, I thought, if my family members, me too. They taught me to be patient and sincere.

In the past few days, I have never found myself so helpless. Naturally, I can ignore everything and have fun playing like them, I don't have to care how people suffer.

But I have experienced the feeling of sitting in the dark and hearing people insulting my parents, having been lying in an exhausted sickroom and being alone, hoping to see if that train would lead me. to a happier place ...

My life is driving me to be a doctor, I don't want to be a helpless leisurely before the lives and deaths of others, I don't want to be a little girl dreaming of things like before. Like I love flowers, I love to be immersed in the fragrance every morning, but taking care of it is difficult, I have tried it, with success, also had many failures.

Knowledge is endless, Y5 student is very shallow, not afraid of graduating without a job, just afraid of not being able to do it. The path I am walking is not a straight line, I know I have to try myself… “Cosmic spirituality is nourished by human happiness, by unhappiness, envy and jealousy as well. Each of us has the sole responsibility to follow the path we have chosen. All is just one. Then when you decide what you want, the whole universe will join forces for you to achieve it ”. (Alchemist - Paulo Ceolho) ".

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