Becoming my Daddy’s Keeper
PART ONE: The Upheaval Time check: 23:11 A new patient with a nasogastric tube, escorted by eight relatives is wheeled in. They seem to be in a state of shock similar to what I was in the previous day. Only difference is the tube that my patient did not have. This evening it was just us in the emergency ward. The reality of how strong I am hits me, eight against one! It’s just I and him. A ‘girl’ and her ‘daddy’. I offer a word of comfort to the relatives of the new ‘companion’. ‘’Everyone we found in here got better and left. It’s just us.’’ I console. One of them smiles. The others are too shocked to smile. Their eyes are hooked on the semi-conscious patient. They all want to be in the room with the patient, but its crowded, and an emergency ward. The Doctor calmly reminds them about the ‘’1 patient, No Visitor rule’’, to which they reluctantly leave for the corridor. The beep of the Electronic vital sign monitor has become more of a melody to my ears. It reminds me that despite