Nightlights
2014.12.02 Fountain Pen Drawing
I went back to work after checking up on our staff’s equipment. The
two patients beside my “client” were ordinary citizens at the National Health
Insurance ward. Just as my colleagues went out of the door, the patients
complained,
“Ah, your colleagues are awful. That man is really old, not only do
they chain him to the toilet, they also don’t allow him to turn the lights
off!“
“That’s right! That’s right! It’s too bright. The moving of the chains
are so noisy. It is making us sleepless. You are much nicer. Unchain him and
turn the lights off!”
My client laid weakly on his bed and looked at me, yet I could only flash him an awkward smile.
Of course it would be best if we could provide as much convenience for
other patients by keeping it low, but I have no choice. For even if it were a
high-security ward with iron doors and CCTV, we would have to seek permission
from ask the chief of service center to unchain our patients. Not to mention
this ward allows anyone to enter and leave freely. Even if I put the
possibility of escaping prisoners aside, I would get into a lot trouble if my
chief learns about it.
My client was weak. He fell asleep under the glaring nightlights, and
thankfully did not get up to use the bathroom, which would otherwise have
caused me a lot of problems.
All I can do is pray for you. Take care, senior!
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「啊~你同事真夭壽,他年紀那麼大了,上廁所也幫忙不解
「丟咩!丟咩!太亮了!還哩哩啦啦的,吵得都沒法睡!你
客戶在病床上無力地看著我,我只能尷尬的陪笑⋯⋯
能不吵大家又給病人方便那當然好,但,這卻不是我能決定
客戶病體虛弱,在刺眼的夜燈中緩緩睡去,他徹夜未曾起身
我能為你做的就只有祝福⋯⋯保重啊!老人家⋯⋯

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