Today felt like just another day at work (read: busy). I was doing my oncall shift and towards the last 1.5 hr, I spent it in resus (aka where all the sick patients go in A&E). I went to review a patient there and introduced myself. The parents were understandably anxious but was lovely and I went on to assess patient. As I was finishing, the dad (who is a Muslim) commented on my name ‘Hafizah’. And then he said something along the lines of ‘then it is right that you’re here…. your name is Hafizah. It means protector right?’
I think that’s one of the sweetest thing someone has said.
InshaAllah, Dad, I’ll do my best to look after her.
He commented that being a doctor is the best job ever. I said, its a lot of hard work but it canbe satisfying.
“Yes, its hard work but also all the good deeds you get when you go to work…”
You know, it’s always nice when someone puts things in perspective for you once in awhile.