Because work is too much

I think we’ve reached our max.

Just yesterday, my colleague told me about her experience of panic rising from her heart to her throat when she was half way showering. There was a deep wave of nausea but she only coughed out air. Then she quickly sat herself down for fear of fainting only to find that both her hands were shaking. She thought she must had been really sick. Swallowing two paracetamols and an antiemetic wasn’t barely an answer to her brief, frightening woes. Despite a psychiatry medical officer herself, she was blinded that what she had gone through was most probably a panic attack. “Huh? Panic attack?” she exclaimed in shock. After a lengthy discussion about her symptoms, she finally admitted that she had been feeling off at work. BECAUSE WORK IS TOO MUCH.

Today, I was informed about a patient on clozapine who appeared very drowsy this morning was now running a temperature and having sinus tachycardia. I rushed into another colleague’s room to discuss about withholding her meds, give her IV drip and transfer her to the active medical ward. She’s most likely suffering from side effects of clozapine and I feared Neuroleptic Malignant Syndrome although the other parameters were negative for the time being. I was taken aback when I opened her door – the room was all dark and quiet, my colleague sat slouched over the consultation desk with her forehead resting on her forearms folded on top of the desk. She was taking a nap just as soon as the clinic ended at 1.15pm. She quickly sat up with half closed eyes and a face that had aged several years after those every-other-day calls we’ve been doing. “I’m sorry!” I squeaked. “Oh, no I’m sorry. I’m really too tired.” she said quietly. BECAUSE WORK IS TOO MUCH.

And I thought I was the weak one among the lot. Seems like we are all stressed out BECAUSE WORK IS TOO MUCH. May God bless us and see us through it all.

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