I need a job!

As I daze, get distracted and studying…

I realised the level of ‘ active ‘ rate in this blog is at it’s peak during exam period. Here I am, preparing for a supp whilst friends enjoy the holidays.

I’m not complaining, I thank God for the second chance! This semester hasn’t been easy and to be given another chance, it feels awesome!
I have a secret to share. After this entry, it won’t be a secret anymore. Crap. I’m just bad with keeping secrets, surprises…etc.

Oh well… I think she is keeping ‘quiet’ about this…….
I just found out that a friend’s dad has angioplasty surgery, right now I can’t help to give her a hug and hope that she’ll do fine. Cardiac surgery has it’s risk and to empathesize with her, it feels aweful to be away from the love one. I understand, I had a similar experience with a love one before.

God, I know that You are in Control.
Ale signing off. attempting to stay focus in her NEUROSTUDIES!

403Berwick

Church Camp at Berwick

I’ve moved to berwick street!
I’m sorry…Im in no mood to write in proper english. to lazy too and my brain juice is all squash out for assignment. Oh yah….updates…Im going crazy as usual. Nothing new. Im working on assignment in Singlish. Like real.Liddat sure cannot past one. There is church camp everyday. Im still getting use to life around.

Thank God…I have my housemates. They are some lovely people. One of them, a violinist and another, teochew chef. Last night, we were just talking about using 4 letter cheng yu to describe ourselves. Sarah earned the sentence ‘ jiao xiao ling long’…I had ‘ tian fun di fu’…hehe
This is the result of assignments. You become crazyyyyyyy….
I must think positive…
Positive must think of me. My frontal lobe is filled up with all the memories of singapore and right now, instead of using my parietal lobe to plan, sequence and implement my ‘typing’ assignment. Im right here in the library, procrastinating. My Cranial nerve 2 is blurring and Cranial nerve 4 is causing eye adduction. I suspect my corticospinal tract is shutting down since my fingers are moving really slowly….

Guess what! I just found a new technique to study! Yipeeeeeee

Saturday morning, I’m freezing

Day 7, Erica Underwood house, Perth

Yes, I still can’t believe I left the Operating theatre for this.

Perth’s weather has been hot in the morning, Sunny ,cold and breezy in the evening and air-con cold in the night. Speaking of this, I must remind myself to buy water filter, a blanket, a mat, let see what do I still need? The sun rises as early as six. My room is 15min walk away from school. The bus fare is expensive. Dreads, it is really difficult to change the mindset that every dollar I spend, mum has to pay 30c more. Imagine I spent 3 dollar on a muffin, mummy got to folk out extra 90c and muffin don’t make a decent lunch. At least not for myself, but I think it is sufficient for Jing.

I’ve been hanging out with SGH nurses who live within hostel. We had chao fan last night. I’ve been having rice for dinner ever since I touch down, So, Clarice try me, with your rice images. Aunty SL has been feeding me with RICE. She even took me to buy Rice. Ever since I’m here, I’ve neither try tortilla wraps nor burgers yet and I’m in Australia.

Enough of food, today I’ll travel to perth city with a fellow therapist who is on conversion programme, I wonder how it’ll be… I’m taking my time to explore Western Australia. So, Ruth with regards to your degree, think Curtin! Campus is pretty small but still you’ll get lost. Bentley campus is charming, do consider.

Tonight, is the night, I will dig out mr Pomfret’s innards, Message it with salt and steam it with soy source (lots of it), sesame oil, and plenty of ginger! I believe that it should have a decent treatment before lying on my dinner plate. It is close to eight on a cold Saturday morning. I’m listening to Elliot yamin (thanks to ruth), feeling the constipated faeces in my rectum contracting. Good day mate, I’m off to the toilet.

It wasn’t easy…

I’ll be leaving operating theatre for occupational therapy.

You shock?! Me too…

The last day, I’m 20

My reflections…

First and foremost, I have to thank a good friend for her understanding to loan this lap  top to me for two weeks if not I will not be able to sent out mails timely. The last months, I have been busy preparing for a children’s day event and to see the day going on so smoothly, indeed all thanks to God. All could not have been done without Him. I was glad to see kids have a great time.

Secondly, my job. Surely there is a reason why I’m in this line and I have fix hours and meals provided! Okay, I will stay focus and assist promptly. Jing, do you want to switch job yet?

Third, My blood sugar and cholesterol level is within optimal range.

Fourth, the period of time after PRCP. I had the freedom of choice. I worked among children, spent time with my dying gramps, visit plenty of overseas study fairs and went for a thailand trip. This period of time was totally painful. But, things neutralise when you realise there are others that need the love and concern.I felt grown up and had to be sure what I was going for. Lim, are we going to meet up to have mac breakfast soon? I miss the alfresco ambience at forum.

Fifth, I thought of the day when all of us went back to school instead of being a superwoman in the hospital. Life pretty much surround the hospital, Women, very old women, injections, medications and Paperwork.

Feeling sleepy now. I seemed to hear a certain surgeon’s irritating ringtone…Off to sleep..

The ESRF woman

Last week, I had the opportunity to scrub up for a ESRF lady. For those who have no idea of this chronic disease, it’s end stage renal failure. Imagine, life long dialysis and water restriction. Such illness is a pain.  For her, instead of getting a AVF creation, (a vein-artery line for the purpose of dialysis, she is for Tenchoff  catheter insersion. Sorry, correct me if I’m wrong)

The lady is obese and large. She was under the care of an anaesthetist despite not undergoing a full general anaesthesia. Such way of care is pretty rare, I mean for the short two months of experience,I never see anything like this, unusual. She is neither deep sedated nor getting an local or regional anaesthesia.

As it was my first time assisting this particular surgeon and doing this case, I thank God, the doc is pretty nice and things were more or less straight forward. One time, when doc was buzzing her with a diathemy, she jerked suddenly. Nope she is not fitting rather she can feel the pain. The unexplainable pain of being burnt, alive.

I was taken aback by her sudden movement. Freaky lah to undergo such experience.

On 17sep, it will mark the second month, I am in day surgery OT. I thank God for ladies who inspire me a way or other and take time and effort to explain the many unreasonable requests be it to scrub up in an unusual case or to gain some learning opportunity. The surgeons who will by now, recognise me and start to mark me down cause I cannot remember their steps in surgery. Oh whatever. God watches…I got a gut feeling I will become an ortho girl some time soon. Siao liao lah

OH ITS TINA

I found that song finally !

The other day when I was in theatre circulating for a simple LA case, I overheard this song . It was so familiar that I can hum to the tune but…but I only know the lyrics goes like this ‘time is good or bad…yeahhh’. Not helping much…What is the song title?!!! It got me so frustrated.

Whatever I found the song on youtube! YES. It goes like this

Let me say that since, babe
Since we’ve been together
Ooo, loving you forever is all I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I’ll never be untrue
Oh baby

Let’s, let’s stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

I’m, I’m so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is all right with me
‘Cause you make me feel so brand new
I want to spend my whole life with you

Let me say that since, babe
Since we’ve been together
Oo, loving you forever is all I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I’ll never be untrue
Oh baby

Let’s, let’s stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Good or bad, happy or sad

Why, oh tell me, why do people break up
Ooo, and turn around and make up
I just came to see
You’d never do that to me, oh would ya baby
Just being around you is all I see
So baby

Let’s, we ought stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Let’s, let’s stay together, stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Never need to chase after me

Let’s, let’s stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Good or bad, happy or sad
Baby let’s
Good or bad, happy or sad

Let’s, let’s try to stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Good or bad, happy or sad

Tina Turner, let’s stay togather

I believe you can guess my age now.

I LOVE CLARICE

I lOVE TO ANNOY HER TOO

100 days

Yesterday, I went for the last funeral ceremony. I’m glad these will come to an end.Gramps passed away three months ago. Yet, We have to carry on the funeral in lavish taoism style. The sight of paper mercedes, colourful paper buildings can be grandeur but after it turns into ashes, does it really reach the heavens and paradise? Im not sure about you but I do believe spending time with loved ones while they are living rather than putting a front when their body lies in the cold coffin. 

 

Personally, I do prefer to moan my lost alone.