As students of MBBS in a private college, we think this is the best education we can get. But is it actually? Is all the knowledge actually benefiting us? Is it actually educating us? Is it teaching us how to weigh the pros and cons of a certain situation and then choose the best for ourselves and everyone else? Is it making us better people? Have we stopped smoking? Have we gotten rid of our unhealthy eating habits? Constantly advising patients to do things that we can't. Does that make us a hypocrite or just a human, a slave to our desires?
"A doctor, however, who would still interpret his own role mainly as that of a technician would confess that he sees in his patient nothing more than a machine, instead of seeing the human being behind the disease."
Does it benefit us to be emotionally unapproachable? Is it justified to label half the patients as functional and send them home without digging deeper into their psych issues because there are more serious patients (read suicidal patients) whose lives need to be saved.
Seeing misery around you and not being able to alleviate it is draining. The helplessness deprives you of all the hope and positivity that you had started off with. But it can also be a stimulus to strive to be better. To struggle to reach the place where you no longer are helpless.
As I wait for my car to come, with a corn (challi) in my hand, I see an old uncle buy a corn for his wife. She gives half of it to her husband and they both sit down in the little green area outside the gate, happily munching on it. They are happy. I, who can afford to eat a chall without sharing it, am not satisfied. Them, old, not having enough money to buy a corn for each of them, probably at the hospital due to an illness, happily munch away. Despite all odds, they are content.
Hugs are needed very much
Esa Mesiah will be buried without a heart.