Today is the six times I have been to this hospital doing my
volunteer job. I really love working in here and helping people. Sometimes I
have to help HR people doing their management works; sometimes I have to help
the dietitian distributes the meals to the patients since they lack of staff
nurse; but most of the times I will be in the day-chemo ward helping for the
registration of the patients. From those three different works that I have
done, I really love distribute meals to the patient. Doing a volunteering job
in here made me realize that some people are struggling, like really struggle
to fight the disease to continue their life. Meanwhile there are some people in
this world just give up with their life so easily because life is too hard for
them.
I am not one of those people that have cancer but I do know
one of them and she is my eldest sister. I have watched her struggle and being
strong all the time although I have said it sometimes that being strong all the
times is not an easy task to do. It’s really tiring especially when you have to
do it all alone without any support. And by alone I mean she never share about
her disease with others. I only heard about her disease once when she was
talking with her friend. I still remember 6 years back when she got the news
that she had this disease. Everyone was so sad and that time, how I wish I was
the one that had the disease instead of her. A fortnight ago, she asked me to
accompany her to some place and she was driving that night since I can’t drive
her car. That night, I saw her disease attacked her while she was driving and
we were so close to get hit by a car. I was so panic and didn’t know what to do
that time while other drivers kept push their horn to us. Now I knew how she
had accidents for several times before and it really not a good idea to let her
drive again.
There was a really good friend of mine asked me once, “Do God gives us a test that we can’t handle?”
My answer is no. If it is yes, then I probably will be dead by now. Even though
I don’t have any cancer, I have to say that I have gone through a tough life,
mostly alone. After all, that’s why I do all this volunteering thing. It made
me realize that there are many others out there that have a bigger test than
mine and instead of giving up, they’re fighting to the death. We need to prove to
the world that we’re not a survivor but a fighter. No matter how hard life will
be, we need to keep fighting because that’s life. It's never going to be easy
and always remember my old sport, every time when you feel down because of the
small test that God gives to you, there are people out there have a bigger test
than yours. Some people are alone while fighting with their past, some people
are fighting with their disease, some people are homeless and fighting with
everything. There is always a litre of tears because we’re human, we’re weak.
It doesn’t matter how many litre of tears you have on your pillow or on
someone’s shoulder, as long as you will get stronger the next day and face the
world while say it out loud “Bring it on,
life!”
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