As tragic and as uncomfortable as it may sound, but a bipolar patient
really made my day today. His name is Reynaldo Pastor Benedicto. At
first he really looked like a normal person. I was assigned at the
extraction area, early this morning. When I called upon his name, he
stood up and walked towards me repeating his own name a couple times. I
thought it was just for mere confirmation and I quickly set that thought aside. While I was preparing my instruments, he asked if I'm a doctor.
I looked at him and smiled. I get that a lot from this field of work.
Have almost wished that I really am. I said no and told him that I'm
just a Medical Technologist. He smiled and said that he's glad to have me
to be the one to get his blood. I just smiled and looked at him
carefully this time. He was wearing a cap with his head down most of the
time but when I saw his face, it was kind, nice and wide with his
smile. I was thinking how he could have ever been diagnosed as someone with bipolar. He kept talking and the things he said rang the biggest bell of truth. He talked about how a person can have a good and a bad side. I jokingly said he looked really nice and friendly and all that. He told me how he would sometimes be really bad. I nodded in silent agreement. But then he said about how the Lord have given each and every one of us with purity and goodness. I almost cried when he said that, because I've been in my critical condition again these past few days.This is where I am the saddest, the loneliness, the weirdest and the craziest with the lowest self esteem. Sounds like I, myself, needs a consultation. LOL. Just let me tell you one thing, when you work in a place with people not that nice, either you'll end up looking for a new job or you'll just swallow everything up and pretend nothing is wrong.
Still living and waiting for the Lord.
Stranger Passing-By
SP-B/11/29/12
