08-10 2020 13:26
wrote:
Patrick was a lovely colleague . We shared such lovely moments together for years. I am an Anaesthetist and have worked with him for years. We loved to talk to each other. He used to pull his stool close to my chair and talk about his kidneys and the experiences of childhood when he was first diagnosed. We talked about cognitive behavioural therapy and meditation, to relieve stress. Every now and then he would start laughing. He was going through so much still he joked and laughed what a brave man.
We used to talk about my helper who not only did child minding for me but cooked some nice Indian curries. Many a times he would talk about getting that helper to make some nice curries for his family once in a while. He used to say I can drive her, get her to buy stuff and then she can cook a meal for us. I brought some chat masala and he was pleased and took it home for his wife.
He used to talk about his dialysis and I used to tell him that he is in my prayers.
He was so much interested in my morning routine of yoga and meditation that he always had questions about it. I did keep motivating him but then lockdown happened and I do not see him.
One morning I came to work and was told of his sad demise by the night team. It was very painful.
May his soul RIP, you are still in my morning prayers Patrick.
08-10 2020 13:26
wrote:
Patrick was a lovely colleague . We shared such lovely moments together for years. I am an Anaesthetist and have worked with him for years. We loved to talk to each other. He used to pull his stool close to my chair and talk about his kidneys and the experiences of childhood when he was first diagnosed. We talked about cognitive behavioural therapy and meditation, to relieve stress. Every now and then he would start laughing. He was going through so much still he joked and laughed what a brave man.
We used to talk about my helper who not only did child minding for me but cooked some nice Indian curries. Many a times he would talk about getting that helper to make some nice curries for his family once in a while. He used to say I can drive her, get her to buy stuff and then she can cook a meal for us. I brought some chat masala and he was pleased and took it home for his wife.
He used to talk about his dialysis and I used to tell him that he is in my prayers.
He was so much interested in my morning routine of yoga and meditation that he always had questions about it. I did keep motivating him but then lockdown happened and I do not see him.
One morning I came to work and was told of his sad demise by the night team. It was very painful.
May his soul RIP, you are still in my morning prayers Patrick.
