made.good.again

"OUCH!" The needle I was stitching the patient with pierced through the surgical gloves into my thumb (it had the patient’s blood on it). The colour drained from my face and a lump formed in my throat. NESB surgeon asked if I were alright, and asked the patient if he had Hepatitis B or C…

Phew.. he doesn’t.

NESB surgeon told me to squeeze the blood out as much as I can and I had to wash my thumb in antiseptic soap. After that, went to check the patient’s files if he had infectious diseases. Good. No HIV.

NESB surgeon could see that I was rather shaken because I was really quiet after that. He was really nice and reassured me that it should be alright.

Byebye Dr PennyKee, hello Dr Panicky: For the brief 10-15minutes, it felt as if the past 6 years of medical school just flashed before me, the many years of medical career ahead awaiting me dissolving into nothingness if I had contracted the illness. How fragile. I can’t believe a little poke of the needle could totally change the course of one’s life.

How relieved am I that God protects. Considering that handling needles are going to be part of everyday life…

Note: I really don’t have Hep B… please still share drinks with me n stuff…

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