shrooooooooooooo~

That’s the sound of Dr X’s voice going in my right ear and out the left. Or sometimes, it just gets blocked. I’m trying to get my cells to form a bit of immunity from him and his nonstop phonation and what can only be a milder form of echolalia (I should have taken psychiatry).

I will now post just happy thoughts posts because somehow, someone :D thinks I’m in trouble here. I’m not. I just happen to get good days and bad days and that’s normal. Especially when you’re around smelly unwashed armpits, yucky hospital food and disinfectants all the time. Not to forget swine flu. And I get all sorts of people going through my life here.

To date, some good things done/seen:

~ doing easy naso-gastric tube insertions (tube down nose to feed people)

~ Mantoux test (inject some stuff in skin - for TB)

~ this is Easy Cannula Week (yay! somehow, I managed all of them, even the tiny ones) - this one is strange. Sometimes, I get a streak of success. Other times, even with huge bulging veins which you can see from miles away, I won’t get a line through. Strange.

~ Group and crossmatch blood - the most tedious thing for an intern and they have really strict protocol for this. Miss a letter and they send it back to you. Slightly illegible and back it goes. Bleh. But mine went through smoothly :)

~ Having an awesome SHO who backed me up when Dr X snapped at me for something which wasn’t my fault.

~ Oncall wasn’t too bad :)

~ I saw two sumo wrestlers and a zebra in a marathon in Gold Leaf and a kid laughed like it was the funniest thing on earth. What I was feeling exactly.

~ Seeing beautiful pictures displayed somewhere in Gold Leaf. An inspiration for me to take up my camera and capture beautiful moments again. I’m doing this for myself, yeah.

US. heheh.

(above is of a kid waiting with her dad for the circus to start the next show. She must be thinking why in the world is this lady crouching down to take her picture)