Thursday 9 September 2010

A sad visit

I visited my English Superior yesterday.

It was a sad sight.

There she was, lying in an ICU ward. Her eyes closed, as if in a deep sleep. The only activities that were happening were the mechanical sound produced by the multiple machines hooked on her and her breathing.

Half her head was shaven to make way for the two surgeries she went through. Half of her lips was crooked and her right eye was badly bruised, black and swollen. Her feet were tight in bandages, in an odd shape, as if the feet were bound.

It was a cruel sight.

She was a pretty girl - a mix between Malay and Chinese. And she spoke very well. She has the gift of the gab. Each time she spoke, the whole assembly of children listened - you're talking about the whole school of restless children who can't be bothered with talks. They even take time to settle down before they listen to the principal.

I can't imagine how devastated she would feel if she ever wakes up. Her life is totally changed.

I can't help but wonder if my workplace is a cursed place as I recall the tragedy that befell my Science Superior's wife. But why do the tragedies happen to all the undeserving people? Of all the Superiors, these two must have worked the hardest and treated their subordinates in the best possible ways they could. Lots of work delegation no doubt, but they were workaholics themselves.

God,

There is nothing I can do except to place my English Superior in Your hands.
Your name is Jehovah Rophe, our Healer. Bring recovery to the dear girl. She does not deserve to be in this sorry state. Your compassion is aplenty, so reach out to her and touch her. Only You can heal.

Comfort the family members, Lord. I saw some elderly family members outside another ICU ward tearing away. It must have been equally devastating for hers.
It's not easy, but God, instil in them, and us her colleagues, the faith that the dear girl will recover. One of these days, she will be able to sit up and talk, and even explain to them what exactly happened to her, which till now has remained a mystery to all.

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