If you were a patient in a ward have you ever thought how does this special medicine get delivered to me at 3 am in the morning? Who helps feed the old uncle who cannot even hold a spoon? Does the doctor treating me really want to help me and cure me? Here are some real life short stories written from 15 years of working experience as a health care profession that may change your perceptions. Sounds of coughing came from the isolation room where a very ill young boy with blood disorder was residing. At midnight, the night shift staff nurse scurried into the room with bundle of cloths. The floor of the room was covered with blood the young boy had coughed out from his lungs, the nurse laid all the cloths on the floor. As his family members watched on, quickly the cloths became blood stained, but the blood red was thankfully camouflaged by the dark green colour of the cloths. Tears raced down the nurse’s face as she went in and out of the room with fresh bundle of cloths. In bet...