Tuesday, January 21

medicine: wk3, day 16

mr. x died this past sunday.

i found out when the social worker came by and mentioned it to the resident. i wasn't expecting the news, so it came as a blow.

right after my mind processed that info, a weird pressure came from somewhere and clamped my ears. their conversation faded away, and i found myself thinking about mr. x.

wondering if i should have done something different, if i should have spent more time with him. hoping that i brightened his last days. wishing i had gotten to know him earlier. thankful that i had the few moments that i did.

:(

yakob at 7:05 PM

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