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Friday, August 7, 2009

I was pigged!... Lol:D

.,binaboy ako kagabi!... Lol... una, hinagis nila ang barya, tao daw sa kanya, buntot ang sa akin, tapos... tapos... buntot ang lumabas... pinahiga nila ako... tinanggal lahat ng mga kagamitan ko sa aking katawan... (kala nila dala ko yung cabinet ko...) "alisin lahat ng gamit... lalo na yung mga metals..." sabi ni sir...

inalis nila yung nameplate ko (ang pangalang laging pinaghihiwalay... balang araw magsa-sama rin sila ng matiwasay), may thermometer pa ko sa bulsa ng shirt ko (malay ko bang di pala magagamit)... dalawang bolpen (baka kasi mag blot yung isa, mahirap na... boyscout yata to...), may barya (ewan ko kung magkano), sa ibabang pocket may notepad (syempre para maisulat lahat ng info. na sasabihin ng mabilis na magsalitang si Sir), may penlight (ER kasi eah, makita ko lang yung mata ng patient baka maputi na)... wallet (si L.V. ko! baka makita walang laman!), tapos yung mga cellphone ko (bwaaaahhhh di ko pa po nasa-silent yan. Si nokia pa lang, si Sony di pa... bahala kayo may makita kayo dyan...) inalis din nila yung belt ko... nawindang silang lahat!... bwahahaha..."ano to?", sabi ni Sir... "may tali..." may sinabi sya, yung ginagamit daw ng mga babae... di ko alam kung ano yun... (nakaboxers kasi ako!... eah slim kaya ako... kaya kailangan talaga may tali! mahirap na...) ayun nagtawanan sila... hiya ko naman sa sarili ko... (kailan pa naging masama ang magsuot ng blueng boxers na may tali sa waist para hindi malaglag? hmp!)...

para naman di na sila nahirapan ako na nagtanggal ng sandamukal na butones sa uniform ko... inangat ko na rin yung t-shirt kong maputla ang kulay kaysa sa bago kong uniform...

"ui ava (tawag nila sa'kin, kainis nga sabi nang ANGELO pangalan ko eah!), coca cola ka pala! (pwede ko bang gamitin ang seksi bilang lay man's term? slim daw kasi ako, inggit sila hehehehe...) hihihi..." (ang tawanan ng mga loko, wala mang ab na bukol-bukol, wala namang potbelly, as in seksi! Lol)

kinabit nila ang kung ano-anong kable... may posas sa paa dalawa, sa kamay dalawa din... tapos red daw for the right hand, yellow for the left... red daw sana si Marcos, tapos katapat sa paa itim kasi (sumalangit nawa)... tapos yellow si Cory, tapos sa paa green (RIP din)... sa dibdib nilagay nila yung mga kabute.. Red, Yellow, Green, Brown, Black, Violet... (bakit kasi hindi na lang pa-rainbow! wala namang brown tsaka black sa rainbow eah!)...

sa isang banda, okey na din na ako na lang... kaysa naman sa mga binibini kong kagrupo... mga virgin... (nakakahiya daw... sabi ko naman eah kami-kami lang naman ah!) ayun... sa hinaba-haba ng prusisyon, sa mga papel din na to ang tuloy...

kinakabahan daw ba ko?... kung hindi ako nagkakamali, yung HR eah yung heart rate!... (naks galing ko no!) yung sa magkabila nung I and III 98 tapos 99, eah yung sa II-134, may something daw ba ako sa puso oh kinakabahan lang ako?... sabi ko, "yung mahal ko po kasi hindi ako gusto ng higit pa sa kaibigan..." bwahahahaa!... loko!
tapos yung sa aVR ko 102, tapos yung sa aVL 106... ano ba yan... taas ah... kabado nga yata... first time eah... virgin din...

normal naman itong mga nasa baba kaya lang masyadong mataas daw yata yung sa Q, R, S ko sa V4 tsaka V5... sa V2 biglang baba... as far as i know, wala naman akong komplikasyon sa puso, yun nga lang... wala lang talaga syang love life... naconscious tuloy ako sa reading ng ECG ko...

kasi naman, nag-Establish nga ng rapport, hindi naman nag-provide ng privacy!... LOl... (mamaya duty na naman sa ER... makikita ko nanaman si Sir... maliligaya na naman yung mga groupmates kong babae...)

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

My Last Farewell...

In the loving memory of My Beloved President...

I yielded up seeing this poem composed by the late, former Senator Ninoy Aquino during the short days of his courageous life... I am a big fan of this couple... Honestly.

I have not yet witnessed such overwhelming love and support by the Filipinos to any other people who have contributed a lot in the country's democracy, except now!... I can say, President Corazon C. Aquino is "uniquely exceptional"... She have left us the greatest influence which any other individual can never (ever) give... At first, I thought that those who have waited for long hours outside the Manila Cathedral one or two days ago to be able to see President Aquino's remains already formed a great number of support and affection which is really incomparable but now, as I have witnessed Tita Cory's interment (which was started by a requiem mass), through the procession (the long roads of travel from Manila and to Makati and finally to Paranaque) and up to the last hours, minutes and seconds of the burial, at the Manila Memorial Park, the overflowing of support by hundreds and millions of people really made me express an undefiable amazement... "Wow!..." -the best word to define the feeling, i guess... The media coverage gave me a chance to witness this one of a kind and a once in a lifetime moment in our nation's vivacity. Tita Cory have really made a lot for our country... One of the best Filipina ever! It felt like as if I was being brought back to the year when the country's democracy was renewed. The people shouting in grief and tears flowing through the roads... I was indeed affected emotionally.

And as I read this poem below, I have had this one thing in my wretched mind- this is but,
A Great Inspiration.

The candle of My Life
Ninoy Aquino

I am burning the candle of my life
In the dark with no one to benefit
From its light

The candle slowly melts away
Soon its wick will be burned out
And the light is gone

IF someone will only gather
The melted wax, reshape it
Give it a new wick—
For another fleeting moment
My candle can once again
Light the dark
Be of service
One more time
And then…

Good-bye.



For the Last time, Tita Cory, let me give to you my last farewell...

My Deepest Gratitude... Farewell.... Godspeed...

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Tie a Yellow Ribbon... (not in the old oak tree!...)

"...the Filipinos are really worth dying for..."


.,I may not know her personally, but I felt some feeling of mourning deep within me...

I turned on the television upon waking up after a very tipsy night... and a very shocking news made my arrector pili muscles constrict and I felt my lachrymal glands are soon to secrete a clear watery fluid...

The Former President Corazon Cojuangco-Aquino just passed away 3:18 am this morning, 1st of August, year 2009 at the age of 76, and from an interview (which I have seen on the news) with the family friend, Boy Abunda, he said that Tita Cory died of Cardiorespiratory Arrest while the family, together with some friends and relatives were praying the 5th mistery of the Rosary... and that everyone was quietly mourning during those times...

President Aquino has had a great contribution to our country's democracy, she served as an inspiration not only to the Filipino people but to other nationalities as well. She is undoubtedly a woman of courage and strength. Tita Cory fought for her life for more than a year (while she suffered from a Cancer of the Colon) and on 1986, as I watched it from documentaries and videos I felt her utmost concern and love for the country and the countrymen while she walked with the people fighting for freedom in EDSA...

From an interview with an informative news and public affairs television show Mrs. Aquino said, "...it's time to wake up and to do something..." of course for the nation... and in the end, when asked about her 'retirement' she uttered, "you have to pay back (anyway)..." yet, Tita Cory was still glad because she knows that the people supports her and that they have shown their love for her before she was to leave her 'complicated' life here on earth...

below is a tribute to her which I have searched from the internet... and is a proof that the people really appreciated her as their leader. After all, the 'Filipinos are really worth dying for.'

To my President (now in haven with Ninoy and the Lord) you may now rest in peace... Thank You and Farewell...



p.s.

the rain is falling swiftly and softly from the heavens, grieving and continuously mourning...
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