Collecting people

She was the grandmother of a scared boy. Too sick to tell us what was wrong. I could only give her a glass of water. I’ve never felt so powerless. I’ve never seen such empty eyes begging for help. The anger of her being at home and not seen by a doctor during 3 weeks of severe illness faded in front of the frustration and the panic of not seeing her die, although I knew from the moment she arrived that there was no way she was going to get through the night. If she did, it would’ve been a miracle and I never believed in miracles until last night when I found myself hoping for one.

She died this morning.

I got a pretty surprise in the mailbox today! from a-synesthetic-world (click to see one cool blog). I love the blog, I learned so much new stuff about being a synesthete and i’m so happy and hahaha I can wear this and brag that I’m a synnie and other people aren’t, and I’m enjoying things far more than they are. (except for when I wake up at night because I think something’s on fire but it’s just a noise. Firey lights aren’t there at all.)

Anyway, I thought this guy deserves a spot on my awesome people list. Because… synesthesia and because how much time and effort he spends on making it better known and getting synnies together! So, THANK YOU!!! 

And, as you mentioned… The postman deserves a thank you note as well. Thank you, postman for always delivering cool stuff in my blue box.

Oh you’re wondering what it is… this: http://instagram.com/p/UdzX8oFQEx/

with a hand written note included on lined paper and it just looks so pretty! 

so i was wondering whether i should post this or not, but then i realized this made my day and after two days it’s still in my head and making me smile so here it goes.

i’m no super skater, i’m actually rather clumsy. there was this guy at the skating rink and i thought he was moving quite well on ice. so i decided to “brag” and skated in front of him and did a spin. and then i heard: “hey, how do you do that?” 

we didn’t talk much. basically, we didn’t talk more than “i need to get these sharpened” and “look i can do it!” 

so when the round was over he thanked me for being his instructor and out of the blue i got this grizzly bear lift me off my feet hug which was adorable. 

we stepped off the ice and i turned around to ask for his name. he disappeared. 

Thank you! :) 

have you ever just stopped and realized that if you hadn’t met a certain person in your life, your life would be completely different

Yes!

(via running-like-jack-sparrow)

Just wanted to say I met that guy who in the middle of a very hi-tech talk with a bunch of quite drunk people he just sat there with his coffee and told me: “i just really like books.”

Bless him.

This one, around 3 years old:

kid: Mummy, I think that girl from kindergarten is in love with me.

mum: Is she? What do you think falling in love means?

kid: I’m not sure… but it has something to do with smiling a lot.

On my way to uni today, in front of me, was a terribly drunk man. I decided to walk faster so the stench wouldn’t make me throw up. However, when I was right beside him, he looked at me and said in the most heart-breaking voice possible, with tears in his eyes:

“I SWEAR! I WILL NEVER LOVE AGAIN!”

So this summer I got to have my very own patient. An old lady with hypertension and some circulatory problems. Anyhow, me and a friend, also a colleague, did everything on her. Injections, blood samples, staying with her during different procedures and always remembering her to use the eye drops for her cataract.

So spending quite some time with her I got to know her a little.

Every morning I would arrive at 7.45 am and she would already have her makeup and smile on. She got a haircut and kept complaining for the whole week about how badly it looked.

What made me get so emotionally attached to her was the fact that every day she would tell us some funny story about something that has happened to her and I figured she must’ve been quite attractive and cheerful during her earlier years. She would tell us how great doctors we are going to be and that she would love to have 2 daughters like us. When she left the hospital she made us promise we will invite her to our wedding and she promised to sing for us, for free. She had a good voice, coming from a musical family while her daughter is an opera singer and her son a percussionist at the opera. 

I hope to see her someday again. Even though it isn’t obvious, I’m always looking for her when I’m around the place she does her shopping in. (yes, we talked about that too). She was that kind of old adorable lady that hasn’t lost her love of life and even though she complains about being old she is younger at heart than most.

So thank you Ms. M, for being my very first patient, and for being a lovely one.

6 years old. First time on a train.

kid: do the wheels sparkle when the train brakes?

mum: No

kid: what about now, do they sparkle?

mum: No. It would ruin the railway.

3 minutes:

kid: what about now, do they sparkle?

mum: NO!

kid: Mummy, are we there yet?

mum: No. We have half an hour left

2 minutes:

kid: Mummy, are we there yet?

mum: No. We have half an hour left

30 seconds:

kid: Mummy, are we there yet?

mum: No.

1 minute:

kid: Mummy, are we there yet?

mum: No. Stop asking me if we’re there yet.

15 seconds:

kid: How long until we get to the station where we have to get down?

mum gives no answer.

The kid turns around, takes out his gum, stretches it, sticks it on the window, puts it back in his mouth then suddenly turns around at his mum:

Mum! I love you!

I was slowly dragging myself home from uni, when I got to possibly the loudest, brain damaging pizza-terrace in this city. There’s always awful music (actually noise) that’s being played at maximum volume plus the traffic noise considering it’s placed on the sidewalk on one of the busiest thoroughfares in the city.

I got a very nice surprise that day. There was Jazz coming out of the speakers. On the sidewalk, in front of the pizza-place, there was a poor homeless guy that spends his time around there. This time only, he was smiling, dancing and greeting everyone who was passing by. He was enjoying that music in such a way he managed to make people on the street stop, smile and want to dance as well. The whole atmosphere changed on that street that evening.