Cancer Hospital...finally after three missed weeks I went to Cancer hospital last Thursday. We visited the hospital also this week, distributing masks so that the children could go outside without the risk of getting infected. What I saw inside was especially moving, better than any other community service i have done previously. Most of the children were being surrounded by rather mellow family members whose faces broke into smiles as we gave a mask to the children. Most of the children were fairly happy, smiling at us while there were some who were sickly, and crying. There was an especially sad scene where a child was on an incubator, breathing tryingly while a family member was crying by his side.
It is quite depressing that we cannot do anything substantial in the lives of these families, and I just found myself questioning others in my group why cancer was not a curable disease.
Leaving the hospital you do feel doubly thankful for what you have and wishing you could do something more.