Her name is Mocheng, a diabetes patient who just moved to the Centre from Ipoh’s. She is 59 year-old, yet looking wan and sallow beyond her age. She is immobilized but a thin and pale person lying on the sickbed of the centre. Mocheng is a bed ridden who requires full-time care and support. She has two bedsores: one on the right side of her back which has the diameter of a small bowl, and the other one on the right buttock which is smaller yet with meat and bone exposed.
Yesterday was a rainy day but it could not obstruct our plan of going to the Handicapped and Mentally Disabled Children Centre Melaka as we described earlier. After gathered for breakfast, Kok-Liang, Tracy, Cinda and I went to the centre with some friends who joined us for the first time: Perry Gan and Angel were those two in all sincerity to help and Cinda’s father, Gan papa and her brother, Albert Gan who were very supportive and compassionate towards the patients of the centre.
Thomas the supervisor, Amy the nurse and the other staffs were there to greet on our arrival. After handing some second hand goods, we spent an hour chatting with the staff and the patients, trying to understand the centre’s operations and patients better. Again, we met Boy-Boy, the toddler with Down syndrome and just had his heart surgery done. Amy told us that his mother had not been to the centre to visit the child for quite some time. And George the autistic child was still the same old quiet boy except with 3 new friends, the triplets who recently accepted to the centre. They were equally quiet as George, however being hyperactive and craving for food. That gave Perry a bit of headache; he was engaged to play police-and-thief with the trio of keeping them away from stealing food of a disabled elderly.
Everyone at the centre was good and healthy. Just before we left the centre, we were introduced to Mocheng, a new patient of the centre. Nevertheless, it was a new and heartbreaking acquaintance. When Mocheng was first transferred to this centre, the sight of her lying of the bed sent a wave of sympathy to Amy, who then offered her care, kindness and support to Mocheng. Amy would have to reposition bedbound Mocheng every few hours to avoid further bedsore damages and help changing the dressing of the two wounds every 2-3 days. The hydrocolloid dressing used for Mocheng is rather expensive but effective to mold to the pressure sore and helps promote healing and skin growth. After knowing this, Perry went straight to purchase some dressings and donated to the centre in order to help Mocheng.
It was a meanigful visiting to the centre, making us feel lucky and contented with our live. Having said that, we also hope to do our best to help the less fortunate group especially Mocheng. Today, Wee-Peng and I visited to the centre again and handed a medical air mattress which we borrowed from someone, hoping that this bed can assist with the treatment of Mocheng’s bedsores. Soon we will be going to the centre again for donating daily necessities and also looking a good way to help Mocheng.
Thanks to the staffs at the centre for your kindness and caring of the patients. Thanks to the patients for making our day that much more special. Thanks to fellow friends and family for your company and support. May all beings be well and happy.
Unfortunately I didn’t snap any photo to share here, due to the rain keeping me from bringing my gears.