Simple Joy

Different things make people happy. Some are really difficult to satisfy, while others have expectations so high, it's just impossible to reach.
In pursuing a career, there must be sufficent passion. If not, it will just be a plain job.
I have barely started carving out my career. But the hands-on training definitely prepares me to see what things would be like. My role, my influence, my expectations... etc.

The people I meet nowadays have very basic, simple desires. To be able to cough out phlegm, to be able to speak, to be able to sit up in bed, to be able to stand, walk, climb the stairs.

As I saw the joy in one of my patients who could finally talk, cough on her own... the sparkle in her eyes showed joy that I have yet seen in many others more blessed than her. And you can bet she was excited. She just kept talking and talking because she hasn't been heard for 2-3 months. Smile.

We placed her on a wheelchair, and let her wheel herself around the ward. The smile, the excitement, just to be able to venture beyond the boundaries of her bed was almost unbelievable. Although she had to stop countless of times due to breathlessness and weakness, the joy was plastered on her face. Nothing, absolutely nothing was going to destroy this simple joy. And I know she was delighted.

This is probably why, this job, is not just a job.