"the story begins with you and me."
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Sunday, March 29, 2009, 22:42
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() She really looks like the younger me! & she likes to be.. dirty? As in, because every time I wanna clean her mouth after eating, she'll cry or something! Even changing her baju also cannot -.-! Oh, she 'loves' salivating. Almost everyone got it on their uniform, luckily not mine, hahahahahaha!
Anyway, I'm left with a week of attachment in this ward. I really have got lots of thoughts running in my mind, especially when I'm attaching in there. How does it feel when you approach a crying child and he/she came wanting you to hold him/her but you were helpless as somebody forbids you? How does it feel when you see a not-even-a-month-old baby crying loudly when he/she was given some suctioning through his/her nose & mouth? How does it feel when you see a child struggling when doctor/nurses wanted to draw blood from his/her small arm? How does it feel when you heard a child crying miserably somewhere and you just can't seem to find him/her? How would you feel? My heart shattered again and again. The blood just can't seem to stop bleeding for them. & many a time, I just can't give them stern looks nor can I not give in to them or something. What can I do?
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