13 hours at work. No sleep break. Endless bloods. I think i reek of blood.
First time ever that i fell asleep during writing my report. The first attempt i write, i wrote a lot of wrong stuff, tore the paper and used another one. Second attempt, i literally wrote rubbish, like i was sleep writing. When i "woke up", it was a piece of art that i traced, instead of proper words. Then i finally dabbed my eyes with water and went ahead with writing again, properly. Thanks to kak N for being there for me to keep me awake after tat.
I was handling blood the whole night. I think there was 12 packs altogether. Transfusion was non stop as she was bleeding non stop. My gloves stained with blood too often. Now you noe wat i mean when i say i reek of blood. My heart sank as she floats in and out of consciousness. Heading for the worst as my shift is ending.
My eyes, as the doctor said, was red. Hell it was red i suppose its juz a "reflection" of the bloods i was seeing the whole night.
If only i knew how to handle the situation like the seniors. If only..
I dont think she made it. V. said she left her body already.