Monday, January 5, 2009 @ 11:11:00 PM
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Im freaking worn out. And its only 11.13pm? Will try to make this quick. I feel as though Im gonna collapse anytime soon.
The first day of Clinical Posting 1.2 was horrendous.
First, EVERYONE else in the group reached at 6.45am and text me saying I was late. (at that point of time, I was still at home lah, having my morning green tea. hah!) I had remembered every single word enunciated by my lecturer, that we were suppose to be there at 7.45am instead. Because it was our first day there, and we needed orientation. BUT, the whole group doubted me. -____-
Secondly, since I THOUGHT I was late, I decided to cab down to AMK. And, only after I boarded the cab, one of them called and told me I was right. (waste my money, when I could've actually taken a bus!). But that didnt really suck until they called again. This time, they told me they were on their way to the coffeeshop nearby to have breakfast, and that I could drop there since it was still early. So I told the taxi driver to drop me at the coffeeshop instead. BUT! Upon reaching, (paid & got off the cab already), when I called them to ask at which part they were, they told me they were already leaving for the hospital! *!#$%^*&(%!$@*!!! Waste my fucking money right?! Knowing that dear boyfriend was still asleep, I still called him to vent my frustration. Kesian sayang aku. But thank you for listening, (though I know you were barely awake!), and not getting angry at me.
Third, the orientation was such a dragggg. My lecturer, (previously my Biological Science in 1.1), was just okay la. I was being reprimanded time and again for not bunning up my hair. The Clinical Instructor, initially I thought was a fun one to work with. Turns out, she too, was a nag. Deep inside me was already screaming, H-E-L-P!!!
After the orientation, we were left on our own to get ourselves familiarised with the patients. Not half an hour past, and I was already screaming, "THIS IS HELL!!!" Its fucked up in there, I tell you. Three quarter of our patients are asleep. Well, its good in a way because then we wont have to attend to irritating callbells every now and then. But hello? Dah macam jaga orang mati siak! Its so dead lahh, and I fucking hate it. I mean, we're so used to running up and down, changing diapers, catching up with parameters, serving and feeding diet, etc. And now, we're like gundus walking along the corridors, to FIND something to do, impatiently waiting for the clock to strike 4.
I have to admit, today was the first time ever, I felt like backing out. Really. But I managed to knock some sense into myself and accept this as a 'challenge' instead. I know I can pull thru this. And whatever I do, even in the suckiest state, I'll still give my best shot(:
I thought my whole day was ruined until... the boyfriend text to say he'd fetch me from work! All the more I was looking forward to 4pm! The day at the ward ended with a short briefing and everyone of us was eager to get out. I reached the lobby and waited for the boyfriend. Upon seeing him, all anger and unhappiness vanished in an instant! Rode back to Hougang, got changed, and had our first meal for the day at LJS. Walked around before we meet up with Ibu to go to NTUC together. Ibu headed for home first, whereas both of us headed to the pasar malam(yes, again) to buy Otah-Otah. Had StrawberryMilkshake under my void deck, before separating for home at 7.20pm. Why that early, you might be wondering? To watch The Little Nyonya lahhh! Last episode, 8pm-10pm! And I had the living room, sofa, pillow and most importantly, the teevee, ALL to myself! Shiok! Haha! So there, by far, the best Channel 8 TV serial after Double Happiness (:
timecheck: 12.06amIm sneezing non-stop hits and having a major headache for almost an hour now. Gotta wake up as early as 4.45am later! I'd better get to sleep!!! Gdnight lovelies!
ps : 9th soon. i love you. because boyfriend, youre nothing but the best(: