Tick tock, tick tock.
Just finished one of the Hector series: Hector Finds Time.
May I say while I thoroughly enjoyed the first of Hector’s adventures (Hector and the Search of Happiness), I’m not exactly sure how I feel about this particular journey.
Sure, it was enjoyable at some parts, a little too child-like yet I wouldn’t say it’s completely suitable for kids. In this adventure, Hector tries to define and understand Time, coming up with a number of Time Exercises. Not all of them are applicable to everyone, though. Some makes no sense whatsoever. Although there is a particular Time Exercise I find calling out to me: “Time Exercise No. 13: Whenever you meet an elderly person, always imagine what they were like when they were young.” 🙂 Definitely what I’ve been trying to do at work every day.
I won’t further spoil the book for you (if you intend to read it) but I gotta say I was pretty let down by the ending of the book. Not too sure if I wasn’t intellectual enough to understand the whole book, or was I really not reading the book properly. Hmm. maybe one day I’ll try again.
Speaking of Time, a few days back while I was slaving through my 10 days of what seemed like back-to-back work, I had to go after a patient who was sent down for an MRI scan. The patient was rather frightened of the whole procedure, so I was sent down to talk to him, ease his worries, la dee la. I managed to get him on the scan with the promise that I will sit with him (nearby) throughout his scan, so he wouldn’t feel so alone. To be in that room while the scan was on-going, I had to remove all metal items and the like. I sat in there, facing all four walls of white and thought to myself, this is how it feels like, not having any sense of time.
And it really wasn’t a good feeling. I was insecure, a little edgy and a little lost. Of course, boredom soon sets in after that but that wasn’t the point. While I was confined to that room with this huge ass machine making scary noises, I tried to make sense of the space I was in.
I tried to find time.
I guessed the hours, the minutes, the seconds. I couldn’t guess. I couldn’t feel time. I don’t know if I was running late, or if the procedure was taking too long, and I thought of the piling work back in the ward if I don’t get back soon, and Time…Time was just floating around me, eluding my catch.
Well, it sure did give my patient a scare, cause soon after he just couldn’t go through with the scan anymore, clutching his poor heart and said, ‘That’s enough, now.’ I certainly don’t blame him, although he had music on for his comfort while I was sitting there rather uncomfortably. Hmph.
All these time-related books and thoughts definitely stopped me in my tracks every now and then. Quite often, these days.
This is one of the wisest thing I’ve read all day. And we still think we have time.
Time is past, present, and future altogether. Time is space, space is time. Time is eternity.
(What am I saying??? Lol.)