warpednormal's Diaryland Diary

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last night's music therapy at the psych ward turned out to be real good ...almost the entire cafeteria was filled..and we filled the room with songs about moon rivers and arms of angels, which was quite a wonder to hear/feel. one woman had an amazing voice, and she kept adding this harmony that was excruciatingly beautiful.
A is still there... i wish, wish, i could help him in some way.

i actually ran into one of the patients from the psych unit today, he's already been discharged. As I was walking to the skytrain, i heard some guy scream out "ALEX." It took a little while to figure out who he was, but he gave me a real nice hug, and it felt really comforting despite the cold rain beating up on us. it's nice to be remembered. he talked about A, about how apparently his medications aren't working for him. and he's been there for over a month.
he always sings this song when i come to volunteer, a song that he wrote called "right on," and the song is filled with so much happiness and hope, i just wonder how a young boy like this deserves to suffer that much.
it's just.
god.
anyway, clinical was pretty good today too. my patient got discharged. such a sweet, amazing lady. probably one i'll remember until..well, forever.
i think i'm going to remember all of them if i can. it might be because everything is so new and so easily impressed in my mind, but i can't imagine, i really can't...imagine...forgetting any of these people. they're teaching me so much...so much more than i ever have in the last 2 years sitting in the back of large lecture halls, trying my damndest to ignore the 200 other students prepping for mcats and a sense of being better than everybody else. i never really did belong.

i was always better than all of them anyway

6:05 p.m. - 2009-11-10

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