"In sickness and in health.. til death do we part.. "
...It's a vow
... a promise
I was at the hospital this morning for a follow-up checkup. While waiting for almost 2 hours, I found myself people-watching.
It just amazes me to see old couples accompanying each other. I saw an old man silently pushing his sleeping wife in a wheelchair. Beside me was another man reading the newspaper waiting for his wife to finish her consultation. Then a woman with a hanky wiped something away from the face of her bedridden Chinese husband..
Me? I was alone sitting, still waiting for my doctor - thinking if I will reach the age of 60 - will someone take care of me?
Sigh, then something hit me. My boyfriend, has asthma. He gets allergies when he is under pressure. He smokes, he drinks, doesn't go to the gym, loves to eat junks. Now, who do you think will take care of whom?
Though, I must admit, my bf is a caring perso
n. He accompanied me even typhoon Frank was raging in Manila to the hospital when I was scared with my tonsils. He accompanied me when I had back pains because of UTI even if he hadn't slept yet. He drove to my home at midnight when I woke up with fever and brought me to the hospital (we were scared I caught malaria, we just got back from Palawan). And I thank him for all that.
And when he's sick, all I do is visit him and blame him because he doesn't know how to take care of himself (note: his unhealthy lifestyle). Then he complains i'm not sweet and that he could just imagine when we both get old and he's suffering, I'll just leave him in his bed. Of course when he does this drama, i still continue to rant. hehe
and anyway, what can I do? His mom is a nurse, his sister is a nursing fresh graduate and his brother is a doctor. What will my advice do? Haha.. But I think I'm a better nurse. I'll just give him 'ya-capsule' and 'kiss-pirin' cornee...
The doctor arrived just in time to break my reverie. But really, taking care of someone and being taken care of gives us a wonderful feeling.
I don't know. sometimes we want to take care of someone - the feeling of being responsible for him/her and making them feel you care. and sometimes we want to be looked for - to feel that we are loved.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
til death do we part
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