Dr. Oarh

This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by a former nurse in Thai Language, translated by Ginger.

Dr. Oarh was an obstetrician that was kindhearted.  She was a doctor at a state hospital that is located at one of the largest cities in Thailand.  Since she was the daughter of a home builder and contractor, a company owned by her father, so her resident town home at the hospital was upgraded, the carport is slightly higher than the rest with a full covered roof, and ceramic flooring, more beautiful than any house there.

Even though Dr. Oarh had a personal vehicle, but she was afraid to drive any long distance.  She often told people that she had a hunch, that a fortune teller once told her when she was little that she would be in an automobile accident that can caused her life.

When ever she had meetings or seminars out of state, or even returning home to Krung Thep, her transportation of choice had been the train or airplane all this time, therefore was not involved in any accident as predicted.  But I believed it might have been her kindness and good spirited that made everyone that ever met her fell in love with her and kept her in their prayers, sending good karma her way.  Nevertheless, she was always careful, she said that she believed in old sin from her past life.

Her daily routine after arriving to the hospital was to put on her Lab coat, she would wear her favorite high heels then make her round to visit her patients daily.  As I’ve mentioned earlier that she was an ObGyn, so her patients were mostly the expecting moms, therefore it was normal to have labor pain all night long, and most of her patients seemed to panic, some to the extreme, but she had always been very patience, always check up on them during and after her round.  She often checked to see the dilation, if there were anything wrong, and if she needed to order a c-section right away.

Therefore, Dr. Oarh was like an angel or miracle doctor to all the expecting moms.  The nights that she had many patients, she had to stay late but Dr. Oarh never drink coffee, and what helped her was a drink called Hales Blue Boy (Helbruboy), which had to be a drink syrup of red color only, her staffs knew well, and they would have it ready for her with shaved ice after she made her round and would come and sit at the nurse station to chart her patients’ charts.

Then that day came, she had a meeting in Chiang Mai, and this time she seemed to worry more than usual, and stressed to her driver to pick her up at the train station the day of her return, which this was the normal route that she often took because the train station is not too far from the hospital.  Her driver is a careful driver, he drives very slow and cautious because safety always comes first, so she trusted him with her life and felt that it might be his good karma that was protecting her all these years.

But the strangest thing happened, she couldn’t book a train this time, nor a return flight from Chiang Mai-Bangkok to return early, all flights were filled.  Therefore, this was the first time that she had to ride with her brother’s friend back to the hospital that is at a different state.  Even though at the time she had a hunch, a feeling that something bad was about to happen, but she had no choice, and she called to tell her driver not to pick her up, that she had a ride back.

That night around 3 AM, there were loud knocks on the door, her driver came to open but there were no one there.  But once he closed the door to go back to sleep, the knocks came again repeatedly, even louder this time.  He thought he heard Dr. Oarh calling, but when he opened the door, there were no one there, he was confused of what just happened.

Continued: The Beloved Dr. Oarh Part II