Candy
Candy's POV
"Ring, ring, ring..." I can't barely hear the sound of my phone as I can't move an inch from where I was lying. I slowly opened my eyes to check the time...It was just 8:00 in the morning. I have been sleeping for only three hours after I finished an emergency Caesarian operation last night. I operated on a patient who was carrying twins. It was darn exhausting but fulfilling. Helping to bring life is indeed my greatest joy. Though sometimes...my physical self says otherwise.
I slowly reached for my phone which seems to be ringing for a while and to my disbelief...there where 8 missed calls, calls from the hospital. Then a text message came in, "Doc, you need to come ASAP! Your patient is on the way. She was on labor since last night and might be due anytime. "
I forced myself to get up. Heated a cup of chocolate drink hoping to get the sugar rush wake up my very heavy system and took a quick shower. I did all that miraculously in just 15 minutes. By 8:25, I was hitting the road.
Yes, this is my kind of day. I've been like this for 15 years, if I'm not mistaken. Since I was in the Med. School, I barely get 8 hours of sleep. But this is the life that I always wanted. I remember when I was young, my mom who was then a medical representative, would take me along every Saturdays whenever she goes to the hospitals and doctor's clinics. Back then, I see how amazing the doctors were. Dressed in white, patients lined up anticipating an encounter with them and looking satisfied after talking to their doctors. Then my mom would introduce me to them and they all sound so nice and professional. Despite being so tired for the day, they still manage to look fabulous...I promised myself that one day, I will be like that. And lo and behold! My dream came true...Yes it did. But it was not as fabulous as I hoped it would be. Yes I had the glory moments of wearing the white gown and patients lining up awaiting my arrival but putting their lives on my hands is another thing. It is an enormous obligation that I realized when I delivered the first child from her mother's womb. As I held that baby, I felt how fragile life is and that a doctor's exhaustion nor personal issues must never get in the way.