Volunteering at Shaukat Khanum Hospital has proved to be the most unforgettable experience of my life. Seeing such young children struggling for survival has truly changed my perspective of life. I will never be able to forget their determination.
A moment that truly left me speechless was when amidst my conversation with a young patient, she said, "Agar zindagi rahi to mai doctor banoon gi." I was speechless. I couldn't think of anything to say, and in my heart, I just prayed for her recovery.
Mehraab
I interacted with many children during the two week period I was at the hospital. Each one of them was special in their own way and has a special place in my heart. I made friends with a four year old girl - Mahnoor. I was the only one whose name she remembered which made me feel very special. Each day she waited for me. One day she said, "When I grow up, I will get married and my father will dance on my wedding." The words of the four year old touched my heart deeply and I prayed for her long life and for the fulfilment of her father's dream. I can never forget that moment. I salute the cause of SKMT. It is truly a remarkable place where there is no discrimination between the rich and the poor. May Allah give health to everyone suffering from cancer.
Aleena
Shaukat Khanum Memorial Cancer Hospital is truly an institution we are proud to have in our country. The volunteer program was really special. The moment I will cherish for the rest of my life was when Nouman, a small child whom I was playing with, all of a sudden called me 'Chaachu'. I was really touched to hear him address me in such a loving way. Later, when his dad came to take him, he blatantly refused to go and climbed on to my lap and held me tight. The little angel kept pushing his father away saying that he was going to stay with 'Chaachu'. It was truly a special moment for me.
Annas
I was in the Chemotherapy Bay chatting with a patient when I saw the nurse approaching to administer the daily injection he was to receive. I turned away to let the staff do their work, but he grasped my hand firmly. I turned around and looked into his eyes that were pleading with me to stay. Just then, he murmured my name and closed his eyes as the needle went into his arm. He was not the only one who felt the pain. I felt it too. I stood there transfixed until the whole ordeal was over. No words were exchanged between us but we felt a bond. I could only manage a weak smile as I helped him put on his shoes and bid him farewell, as it was my last day at the hospital. This time it was my eyes that said it all.
Abdullah
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