INTERNSHIP, STRUGGLES AND LESSONS 3A

The Weekend

I had been praying 2 to 3 days prior to my call duty on Thursday night at the Children emergency. Praying for a calm call, those that can relate will understand what I mean. It’s harder for me to process emergencies since I’m more of ‘fright’ than flight.
I really wanted a calm call and my previous call duties weren’t exactly calm hence the need for serious prayer. 😩🙏🏽

Thursday.
4pm – 11pm

It had been Peaceful and I was just thankful to God.
I had personal time with God, I finished the book I was currently reading and I tried sleeping when it was getting late but with my subconscious still praying because any footstep I heard scared me.
I still trusted God to answer my prayer. I made sure I had no doubt.

11pm
Voilà, a wonderful patient with a Dramatic entrance came in.
I already knew it would take a while before I finished up with the patient due to logistics and the different kind of delays.

I wasn’t wrong after all. The power went off and the power house man slept and put off his phone deliberately 🤣. We eventually sorted it out but before we could do that, I had to start documenting in the dark with my phone’s torchlight amidst killing mosquitoes.
Apparently it was a case of “people who think they studied medicine”. They learn medicine in their ‘own way’ and they just don’t see the importance of going to school and studying medicine properly. The child had already been given all sorts of things that I needed God’s direction on what to do and eventually had to consult a colleague.
I confronted the woman who brought the child and asked her what she now wanted since she had administered all the drugs she knew and she couldn’t answer.
But really if you are good with what you do, why come here for help?
Does it pay to study medicine well or is it something you learn under a year and do ‘freedom’ and celebrate round the streets carrying frames and crates of coke? Do you joke with life? 🤷🏽‍♀️

After I was done, I needed to sleep as it was getting late(past 2 am)
I still reminded God(not like He ever forgot) that I wanted a calm call and I had been praying ó. The child actually came in with an IV line in situ. God is good!
The truth is, God put that in place for me to ease my stress… Oh! My joy was palpable when I flushed the line and it went freely 💃💃💃 (if you’ve set paeds line, you will understand) 😁

Calmness restored

I still believed everything would be fine till morning, then past 4am, I saw a patient and then around 7am another patient was rushed in, I took it in good fate and started my work. Then my colleague came to join me (angel) and we did it together which made the work easier.
I was late for work though but still glad I was done with the call 💃

Did God answer my prayer?

Yes God did…

How?

God’s ways are not our ways.. He knew what could stress me like the IV line and he sorted it out and he knew I could handle the rest
For the other patient, he sent help already….My colleague didn’t know why he woke up early and decided to just come but God had a hand in it. 💃🏽


Was the call calm?
It wasn’t turbulent nor calm but I knew that God was in this ship with me and there was no need to fear. Just like the way Jesus was in the ship with His disciples but they did not see it that way and when the storm came they were crying.

You know what God loves me and He loves you too and trust me He always has your best interest at heart.

You probably have learnt something, please share let me know what you learnt? 👇🏽

Please seek help from the right sources.. Many ‘fake doctors’ are out there on a mission to steal, kill and destroy.

God always answers prayers.

I’m glad it’s weekend and I’m not on call 💃💃💃

Please give me suggestions on how to turn up 🤣😎

Estée ✨ 💜

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