Posting ini telah dikongsikan oleh pengguna facebook Syed Azmi yang bertugas di sebuah klinik, status berkenaan pengalaman beliau bertugas telah Berjaya menarik minat pengguna facebook yang hingga mendapat lebih daripada 3355 perkongsian dan 7984 like dari pengguna lain, ikuti kisah pengalaman beliau dalam menghadapi tugas sebagai seorang pegawai perbuatan yang berdepan dengan karenah dan ragam kehidupan ini, sangat menyentuh perasaan dan jiwa. Status ini telah dimuat naik pad a18 May 2015.
Perkongsian cerita ini bermula dengan kehadiran satu pasangan warga emas ke klinik tempat beliau bertugas,
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This post tonight is one of the hardest I ever have to write. I cried thinking about it and I wonder if I write this tonight, will you get what I was trying to say.
This happen early afternoon today.
An elderly lady and her husband came in."Budak melayu Mi tu ada?"
My staff pointed at me....
Ok. Let me see. What is this all about."
Pesakit beliau dating bagi mendapatkan rawatan yang dia sendiri tidak pasti apakah punca penyakitnya hingga menyebabkan makcik ini merasa keperitan dan sakit yang sangat mendalam, hiba hati sebagai seorang ank muda dan pegawai perubatan sekiranya tidak dapat memuaskan hati pelanggan beliau, apatah lagi patient ini merupakan warga emas yang meniti di usia senja mereka, bahkan mengingatkan kita ibu di kampong, berikut adalah tulisan beliau melalui status yang sama dikongsikan.
"Its the wife, wanting to check on her cholesterol test. I did just that. I don't really know them so well so I just observed.
This lady then complaign about this pain and that pain. I suggest some medicine. I explain to her how would it help her. Then she said no pain. Just fever and muscle cramp. I suggest something else. Then she said not that, its flu and stomach pain. I took my breath and suggest other thing. In my mind if she said not that, then.I just have to go to a nearby clinic.
But she said this, "Bukan sakit tu, makcik sakit hati....Ada obat?""
Jawapan yang diberikan adalah sangat MEMERANJATKAN..
"Now, the first 3 are complaints and this one is different.
So I ask, is it like hepatitis?
She said no. Sakit hati. Sakit hati.
Her eyes locked on to me. I pull my chair and sit near to her. Cuba makcik cerita kat Mi baik-baik. Apa dia sebenarnya?
She said she has been sick for about a month.
Her husband said they have been to few doctors, none of the medicine works.
"Tapi pakcik rasa, bini pakcik tak sakit apa-apa"
Ok....
"sakit hati tu macam rasa sedih tertekan nak nafas pun payah pasal geram sangat ke?"
She kept quiet.
Ok now I know."
Ini jawapan dari persoalan yang diajukan kepada suami makcik ini,..
"I slowly turn to the husband.
"Anak-anak berapa pakcik? Cerita sikit?"
But I still look at the wife. She look back at me.
Anak-anak 3 semua dah kawin. Sorang kolumpo. Yang lain dekat rumah. Dah 3 bulan tak jumpa sorang tu. Bla Bla Bla.
So now I think I got it.
"Makcik rindu anak makcik ni...."
She nodded.
The husband actually cut in. "Telepon sudah. Semua sibuk kerja anak semua. Bukan tak boleh telefon. Nanti baliklah diorang tu"
Makcik sakit dah sebulan. Mestidah bagitau anak makcik kan, anak-anak cakap apa?
The makcik answered "Diorang masuk duit kat bank suruh g jumpa doktor. Makcik pegilah. Tapi sampai sekarang tak baik."
Kita ikuti kisah selanjutnya...
"Ok... Hmm how do I tackle this.
"Untung makcik boleh telefon lan, ada jugak orang kat sini nak telefon pun susah."
"Makcil rindu anak makcik. Sakit lama camni pun tak boleh datang jenguk. "
She was about to cry. I gave her a tissue.
"Nak ngadu apa lagi suruh balik, kata nak mati baru nak balik?"
The husband pat her back. "Sudah lah"
I cannot say anything much. One side of the story.
Then I did the unthinkable.
I ask for one of the children's number from the husband and make a call.
Allah knows that I was shaken while making the call.
His son answered. I introduced myself to him and said, "Mak rindu, baliklah jenguk kejap. Dia tak sakit encik, dia rindu aje. Tq"
As i put down the phone. The father said thank you.
No sweat.
I was more confused where did I get the idea and courage to do so.
The makcik wanted to pay for the cholesterol test. And sherolled out her money from her sarong.
We were silent till she paid. I guess that was what needed.
We say thank you and goodbyes after that.
I felt numb. Really numb.
You get what I mean? This simple need of attention from a parent was so strong she just had to create a mind of pain to reflect her inside. Most parents normally swallow their feelings for the love and sake of their children. Its just too muchfor her.
Now she still has her husband with her. She has her partner and her best friend. What if she is alone.
Maybe because of this thought that prompt me to make the call. Hope what I said is enough to jilt one of the children.
Yearn for attention and affection can happen as one grows older. Just make a call. Remember, what goes around comes around.
We all been tested one way or another.
My name is Syed Azmi. I still work in Johor. I love my patients very much (minus the rude, snob or those with no manners). I will miss them too.
I hope they will be treated nice by the new colleague of mine.
I am sorry to type this so late."
sekiranya kita masih mempunyai ibu bapa yang masih hidup, tidak kira sama ada sihat atau tidak, jenguk2 lah mereka selagi hayat mereka masih ada...rindu mereka tidak tertanggung..