Indexing Title: BCDEVEZA’s Medical Anecdotal Report [ 05 – 8]
MAR Title: In Memoriam
Date of Medical Observation: November 1998
Friends are persons who make one’s life more meaningful and colorful. Some may consider them as a brother or sister while others may look at them as parents who constantly remind them of things about life. Some still regard them as a pillar of strength while others see them as an extension of one’s self. Whatever we percieve them to be, I would say that friends are gifts whom we should treasure and find the worth of being with. We may not know how long we can have them. We just have to make the most when they are still around.
My college years was filled with laughter, adventure and a lot of fun memories because of this friend of mine. He was my classmate during my pre-medicine course.Both of us decided to enter medicine with the hope that we will become good, if not the best, doctors of our batch. We went to the same school and again, had the same good times as before.
We were doing great until that 15th day of November 1998 came. I was at home reviewing for an upcoming examinations when I received a phone call from a friend. I could sense from his voice that something was wrong. “Pare, wala na si Mon. Wala na si Mon”. That’s all he said. I could not understand what he was trying to say and so I asked,”Anong wala na si Mon? Nawawala siya?” “Wala na siya, iniwan na niya tayo”, he replied. I was shocked after hearing that and was silent for some time. I could not believe it but it was for real. My friend then narrated to me what had happened. Mon was stabbed in the chest area and was found lying in the sidewalk with blood all over his body. He was brought by a jeepney driver to a nearby hospital. After knowing where it was, I immediately went there. I hoped that it was a case of mistaken identity and it was not him that I’m going to see. But fate took its course for my friend. It was really him.
Insights (Physical, Psychosocial, Ethical) (Discovery, Stimulus, Reinforcements):
Ending one’s life in a tragedy is never easy to accept. What happened to my friend was uncalled for. It should not have happened to him, but who am I to question that. Losing someone dear to you causes so much hurt specially to the family that will be left behind. But God has His ways of comforting us and making us rise again. We are but caretakers and guardians of this life. After the burial of my friend, the family gave a thanksgiving letter to everyone. Included was a very nice verse on how one should accept things such as this. It goes :
“I’ll lend you for a little time, a child of mine,” He said, “For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he is dead. It may be six minutes or seven years or twenty one or three, but will you, till I call him back, take care of him for Me? He’ll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief, you’ll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, but there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn. I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true and from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes, I have selected you. Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain, nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again.”
And then I heard the parents say, “Dear Lord, Thy will be done, for all the joy thy child shall bring, the risk of grief will run. We’ll shelter him with tenderness, we’ll love him while we may and for the happiness we’ve known, we’’ll ever grateful stay. But shall the angels call him much sooner than we planned, we’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.”
When he was still alive, my friend always showed his character. He was full of life and was an inspiration to everyone. He celebrated his birthday last Sept.1 and this reminded me of the so many great things about him. IN HIS MEMORY….. Peace and happiness wherever he maybe!
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