pediatricks

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

The sweets. Sealed in multicolored wrappings. Gold, blue, orange, green and white and brown. That smelled of enticing vanilla, tangy strawberry and yummy chocolate. Who wouldn't want them? Who wouldn't do anything (and I mean anything) just to have them?

And though the delights were tempting enough, I didn't consume them on my own (I wish not to suffer from odynophagia and I am known for medical noncompliance). Nor would I let my colleagues gobble them during the shift (they were too occupied to notice my baon, which is a good thing). They were bound for a better purpose. Intended for the common good. Compelled on a mission (close to world peace) that would probably (and hopefully) peter out (if not pacify) those piercing tiny sets of eyes and ear-splitting shrieks.

For how do you solve a problem like a howling little ate? Who shouts "danger! danger! deynjerrrrrr!" just when she sees you holding a medicine cup filled with purple-colored liquid? Or that little super kuya on the other bed who used to boast of super powers and aviary skills but got startled at the sight of needles and started to break free from the hands that tightly gripped his just so he could reach out the toy gun on his dad's lap and shoot my colleague?

Gawd. It would've been hours of shambles and mishaps. But lo and behold! Wonder of all wonders, the gooey sweets saved the day! Little ate agreed to take her medicine in exchange of the strawberry éclair's. And kuya? Two flat tops. But of course, a short dialogue with him about the hospital's support on gun ban was inevitable and any firing attempts would mean another vein shot.

So, in this daily circus of a profession I am in (Nursing is where people are, yadiyadiyah), I have learned that it's a must to innovate tricks that could improve one's efficiency. Gentle words. Tender touch. A few sprinkles of sugary magic. And you'll see smiles from those little ones when you bid them goodbye.

for Bonie

@ 1:30 PM |

11 Comments:

At March 18, 2008 at 10:47 PM,  Miki said...

we were at healthway and the little princess (then two years old) was bawling like mad after getting her shot. the pediatrick? i made her spell the words at a poster tacked on the wall. epektib! heheh

 

At March 19, 2008 at 2:46 PM,  kendi said...

haha... the trouble with needles, eh? but to make her calm down by spelling out words, i suppose, was one of those signs that you've got one smart little princess. :)

 

At March 19, 2008 at 6:01 PM,  Anonymous said...

naalala ko si Izzy (ng Grey's) habang binabasa ang blog mo. Ngayon sabihin mo ang totoo, ilang chocolates ang kinain mo? ;p

 

At March 20, 2008 at 4:30 PM,  kendi said...

naks... i'm honored. si izzy pa. haha. and mind you i've been doing rectal jobs like her. ;p

how much nakain ko? uhmm... 3 lang. pramis! ;p

 

At March 22, 2008 at 5:53 PM,  hoolyana said...

Just dropping by to say HI. ;)

 

At March 27, 2008 at 9:09 AM,  Psyche said...

which reminds me that our annual physical exam is soooo near. =)

 

At April 1, 2008 at 9:45 PM,  Anonymous said...

uyyyy!!! kumusta naman ang mga sokolate..

mag goya or serg ka na lang ate! :D

 

At April 6, 2008 at 3:40 AM,  Anonymous said...

a few steps down the stairs, there's this little corner store that poses to be a pharmacy where i bought my nightly share of candies stuck on a stick.

one for me.

one for little brother.

one for little sister.

and since lolo has needles stuck on his arms, and we know that he won't be able to resist cracking the candy to bits... cracking instead his teeth,

we keep quiet, hoping that he would get well soon.

while happily and silently sucking on our candy

 

At May 6, 2008 at 6:34 PM,  Anonymous said...

i so agree with you. the candy trick works.

 

At May 7, 2008 at 9:47 AM,  kendi said...

@ jeub: very poetic... as always. :)

@ isza: indeed! :)

 

At July 3, 2008 at 7:27 AM,  Reich said...

natuwa ako sa mga kendi. =)

 

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