Lessons Learned from My Sickness Part 15: Tender, Loving, Care (TLC)
When we get sick, there’s only one place where we want to go – at the hospital.
It is because we are assured of the presence of doctors, nurses, surgeons, and the availability of medications, laboratory facilities, and other equipment needed for our treatment.
But not all people are satisfied with their own hospital experience.
I want to make an exception.
Fairly recently, I was confined at the hospital twice. The first was ten days long, the second was 11 days long.
Within those days I was subjected to lots of medical procedures.
- I underwent ultra-sound guided thorasynthesis, CT scan, several x-rays, a CTT tube was inserted to my body, and pleurodesis.
- I was treated by many physicians who were specialists in their own fields.
- I lost count of the number of nurses and attendants checking my vital signs and giving me my medications.
But I didn’t forget their tender, loving care (TLC) and positive attitudes. I was blessed to be confined in a Christian hospital because that’s the way I perceived their treatment towards me.
Even how utility personnel cleaned my room daily, or my food being delivered by kitchen attendants during mealtime, I can observe their courteous demeanor and respectful attitude.
The regular visits and prayers of the chaplains were very encouraging, and inspiring.
The comforting presence of the members of the Board of Trustees were likewise commendable. One of them even volunteered to act as guarantor if we lacked financial resources to pay the bill.
Lastly, what will be more reassuring than the personal visit of the hospital director himself who came and give me and Mam Martha his comforting words.
It was to him that I first shared my favorable impressions and experience.
Like me, he was happy to know that his hospital is a dispenser of TLC.
Posted on FB: 8 March 2015 – 7:56 PM