A psychiatric patient was admitted to our unit last week. His diagnosis: Stab wound right chest.
Unfortunately this particular patient didn’t have any relatives to provide for him, so it was us and his doctors who took responsibility of his needs, for medicines to food and clothing. We were like providing for a helpless kid. This patient really looked so innocent but the doctor always reminded not to get to at ease beside him because he has schizophrenia, the paranoid type.
We were just so happy because his psychiatric doctors never fail to bring him medications. At least we didn’t have to worry about combative behaviors from him.
We are very fortunate because our minds are intact and in the proper frame. Let us be thankful everyday for that. Yahweh bless.