I would like to phrase about a man whose jokes and facial expressions have been sought for months. He is not only beyond ordinary as his knees are nearer to each other than typical; he is sole as there’s no one like him to easily earn an affinity to even the smallest man in the institution; his versatile way of dealing with all the different attitudes and mores of the employees; his ability to make people smile amid impasses and strains with just one look; his leadership is encompassing.
Now, I think it’s time that we make him smile not just to reciprocate but because we have loved and love him as our family. There is a big question in mind that everyone probably asks. I have talked to the many yet no one has responded me a promising answer except for a blank face; when is he coming back? A hopeful letter of cheers and regards to the hospital anniversary which just had passed was posted not quite long. His picture in it has contagiously for a second made me grin. In one of his lines, an arbitrary reply, see you soon, I have taken a hold of.
The orange color code in the patient’s chart has looked like a faced out brand of medicine that every cash-basis patient has been longing to buy. His 147 local residential phone number has not let any day to pass without a ring in my mind. Writing the CLOG abbreviation has felt unusually nostalgic as writing a letter to an old friend. Things have changed and never will there be an undoing until he goes back.
He sings with his big wide-ranged voice, he acts on stage like a dapper I heard back in his college life, he writes quaintly like in his chuck’s greenery, he bikes smoothly with his posh bike , he dives as an advanced diver( I heard in one of his conversations with rolf), he shoots using his Olympus camera with a youthful interest, he plays tennis with his macho physique(outen!!!), he adroitly does innumerable kinds of surgeries, he tells stories to which we can extract dozens of thoughts to laugh at, and of course, this "dazzling debonair" as i usually call him is a buddy not a somebody who acts like a higher being while wearing his name plate with his long titles following his long name. These are only few of the classic things we may perhaps commonly remember about Doctor Chuck Loreto O. Garcia IV (Doc Chuck), our beloved hospital president.
It is said that absence surfaces out one’s importance. I never realized how worse it will be like if he’s not around until I started noticing there's no one like his singularity to utter timeless punchlines and icebreakers in the shift; just his presence is but more than needed to make a difference in the environmental color. I could barely earn courage to tell how great a person he is- a friend as many of us simply may consider and seldom- while there are those who are seldom in an opposite way I should specify with equally round pupils that “Doc Chuck” is rarely the best in all his inherent ways.
This may sound gay but I would be very proud to admit that it breaks my hearts to see him wearing a face mask, or see him staying only few minutes in the nurses’ station as he should not expose himself to creeping possible infections. But notwithstanding all these, his amiability still has kept its integrity that we can still closely converse with him anything that concerns laughter, sincerity and truth.
Yet we know a bit of how he is, and such small information has to be enough to lead us into doing something worth the while. I hope it’s not bothering if I appeal that we double our prayers than the usual dose due for him, his healing process, his courage and positivity, and his family. God really answers prayers. I'm maybe not fit to speak about these things but I have a burden and an intense will in my heart just as I’m sure every one of us has. Whatever is your job in the institution, however old or young you may be, there has to be no wall to divide us in this chase. Let us altogether hold hands as brothers and sisters should. And when everyone has done his part, we would be so fulfilled and glad to see “Doc Chuck” laughing with the same loudness again; not pale but just the usual big white man with a suave beard of humor and renewed heart to go along with us once more.
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