My babies

Today is the fifth day of my writing therapy session. I apologize for not being able to write yesterday because I was very busy with work.

Yesterday was hectic although I am grateful that it was rather busy since it kept my mind off things. I must say my heart gets better as each day passes. I go through the normal motions of my every day life and somehow, I get healed little by little.

My duty yesterday was sort of special. I handled an intubated baby and I admitted one that had Oxygen hood support. It was special since aside from these 2, I also had 4 more critically ill patients I had to take care of. It was one of the busiest days I had handling 6 critically ill babies with a lot of procedures pending.

Despite its busyness, I love my job. I love smoothing a baby's head to get him to sleep. I love comforting them so they would stop crying. These little ones suffering at an early stage in their lives made me realize how blessed I am that I am not the one in their state as of the moment. I am actually the one giving care and not the one needing any medical care.

Sometimes, we tend to dwell on our petty misfortunes without realizing that others are having it harder than ours. My little experience yesterday reminded me to focus on how okay our lives are. You may not agree that your life is good but it is... and it will only get better. So smile.