YK&HT’s anniversary photoshoot
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This is the photoshoot I did for a friend couple’s first year wedding anniversary, back in November.
At the time I had just finished taking some pre-wedding photos for another friend couple, so I was itching to do something different from the run-of-the-mill “sweet” look. The words that were forming in my head were “funky”, “torn jeans”, “high heel boots”, and the sort. Not only were Yeng Kwang and Hui Ting open to the idea, they were ready to take it even further than what I had in mind! We wrapped everything up within a day with much fun!
Here are some of the photos. I hope you don’t mind the silliness — we dug up fashion and perfume advertisements for inspiration, as I’m sure you can tell.
What we go through
There was this lady in her sixties. She was admitted just before my 15-hour long shift started. On the wee hours of a Saturday morning.
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There was already talk about her even before I met her, as the first most important patient of the morning. Severe bilateral community-acquired pneumonia with a fast downward spiral.
Put on BiPAP, 10/4 setting. A femoral artery stab for blood gases, because her radial pulses were already too weak. Another 18G cannula into her veins. 1 litre of 0.9% sodium chloride solution, stat. The glucometer read 2.0 mmol/L — give her 20mL bolus of 50% dextrose intravenously, now. And an indwelling urinary catheter. Two doctors and three senior nurses danced around her.
Her husband sat beside, in the corner of the room, silent.
And I realized how used to all of this I am already – even joking sometimes as we flashed needles around, shamefully forgetting how scary, and confusing, it must have been for him.
She had a good pre-morbid status, so she would be a candidate for the Intensive Care Unit. We spoke to the ICU consultant. He was a staunch man with a deep voice and a strict face, who hasn’t slept for more than 24 hours. It had been an absolutely crazy Friday night and Saturday morning that we walked ourselves into. He promised an ICU bed for her — but then a child was wheeled into the Emergency Department very sick, and priority was given to the child for the ICU bed, as less would disagree with. The bed was taken. She was now at the ceiling of her care. No more escalation.
We told her husband about this. It was difficult.
And I wondered… how did he think, to know that his wife was terribly ill, and the one thing that would sustain her if she deteriorated — a mechanical ventilator in the Intensive Care Unit — was just not accessible, as the Intensive Care Unit was already full?
What would you think – when you are helplessly slipping towards crossing the moment between having a life partner and no longer having one?
Is this it?? But yesterday she was still fine! I’ve only just done grocery shopping with her yesterday!! Am I not going to see her again, for ever??
What would you say to your life partner during his or her last moments?
Recount all the good times?
Recount all the regrets and mistakes?
Say the things you never could say? Does it still matter?
Promises of satisfaction
Have you ever looked around and realized that the world is just replete with promises of satisfaction? Think about it!
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Blockbuster movies, parties with friends, breakaway shopping sprees, travel trips, hunting for music, chasing good books, enjoying food, and all the colorful product advertisements everywhere – do they not all target at our search for satisfaction? And the world is just full of such promises of satisfaction – that it is blinding.
Many of them are short-lived. Some of them are lies. We all know. Yet it is easy to get lost, and in the process, all we end up thinking and speaking of is about ourselves. All of this is like “a chasing after the wind”, as the book of Ecclesiastes aptly puts it.
There is much more to say, but I’ll stop. It actually takes some effort to think about this in the context of our personal lives (yours and mine)! But tell me what you think.
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from a junior doctor who is color-blind, cleft-lipped and left-handed — this is where
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though, more often than not,
that I could rather spend my days
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