it's never enough isn't it?
Always never, never enough.


on, a lighter note,
i enjoyed work yesterday. love love love my funny colleagues and the funny things they say/do never fails to crack me up .

like, when dian asked if i have a boyfriend,

d: eh! you really don't have a bf?
me: nope
d: are you sure????????!!
(laughter)
me: yes, i'm verrry sure i dont have a bf.
d: maybe you forgot that you have one!

and the way kuixian complained about us wasting two hours of time after work was hilarious, Two whole hours sitting down at the counter, just thinking and contemplating of which catering service we want for our year end party, falling in love with the delicious menu, calling them numerous of times, and then in the end sticking to our own KKH kitchen catering service!


work always become fun when working with great people(:

Psalm 23.
The Lord is my shepherd, i shall not be in want
He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters
He restores my soul, He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake
Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and i will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Psalm 23-27 is truly beautiful. Actually, every knowledge, wisdom, truth that the whole bible has in all it's pages are beautiful. But this few Psalm struck me this time.

Psalm23 encapsulates all that we can be in God, all that we are given by God.
All His love for us described so splendid ansd great in only 6 verses.

Psalm 24 vs 1 & 2.
The earth is the Lord's, and everything in it. the world, and all who live in it;
For He founded it upon the seas and established it upon the waters.

Nothing escapes God. He created the universe. He created and is still creating.
Babies in mothers' wombs as i type, flowers blooming, plants sprouting from the earth, butterflies morphing from cocoons, children waking up and having grown a tad inch taller..
God is working in all these things.
Nothing is missed from His eyes
So why, why do we sometimes feel that He is not there, He does not care. If He cares for the smallest of all creation, the flowers, the birds, would He not care for the people he created, in His own image, created to love and be loved by God.
Would You not mean anything to Him.
You, yet but a blurred face, among the many billions and trillions breathing in the earth right now. And yet still, You who matters so much to God.
Would He not care for You?
Would nothing that You do catch His eye, His attention?
Everything that You do matters, everything that You do causes God's heart to move, for You.

Psalm 25 vs 1 & 2
To you, O Lord, I lift my soul; in you i trust, O my God

vs 14
The Lord confides in those who fear Him; He makes his covenant known to them

What is more delightful than knowing that we can hear God's whispers, His thoughts.
That the great I AM, the King and Creator of all the universe, wants to share His heart with us

Psalm 26 vs 8
I love the house where You live, O Lord, the place where Your glory dwells

I want nothing more dear Lord, than to be where You are

Psalm 27 vs 6
...... I will sing and make music to the Lord

"I just want to be where You are
Dwelling daily in Your presence
I don't want to worship from afar
Draw me near to where You are

I just want to be where You are
In Your dwelling place forever
Take me to the place where You are
Cause I just want to be with You

I just want to be where You are
Dwelling in Your presence
Feasting at Your table
Surrounded by Your glory
In Your presence that's where I always want to be
I just want to be, I just want to be with You

Oh my God, You are my strength and my song
And when I'm in Your presence, though I'm weak Your always strong

'Cause I just want to be
I just want to be with You"

how will i know.
how do i know.
why does my heart beat so fast, for something unreal.

hee. okay. i suppose it's time to update my blog. has been post-less for more than a month now. It's not that i have got nothing to say.. i do ALOT of thinking. It's just that i've got so many stuff to type about that i don't know where to start,or which to say first. That explains why i haven't been updating. Always leaving blogging for another day.

I'll start with IT'S BEEN SIX MONTHS SINCE I'VE STARTED WORK! (:
yipeee! God carried me tru it and He will continue carrying me on..
until my next phase of life.
I'll continue to pray about it. I've told my closer friends that i know nursing (in the hospital setting) is not something i'd be doing all my life.
I don't think i've got what it takes to stay in the "shift work - 5 to 6 days a week, doing the same thing until it's time to retire".
No.
I wanna do more. I wanna do more than this.
Sure the money is good. Hahaha. Really.
The government sure does treasure us nurses.
But, if.. if God does call me to some other place. Even if it means relying on God for my income. Then i am willing to go. I still hold on to the prayer and the vision Aunt Quee Eng saw when she prayed for me.

The theme song for the youth conference was "Here I am", the chorus goes,

"I will go where You send me,
Jesus take me now I am Yours
I am Yours
Lay my life on the altar
Everything i give to You alone
Here I am.
Here I am"

Jamie, the guy from Covenant Players whom we had the honor of being taught the basics of drama and mime, reminded me while he was talking to us, that being in the place that God has called you. Knowing that it is your calling. That is what spurs us on. The beauty of it. Even when times are tough. I am sure that our Jehovah Jireh will provide our needs, tangible and intangible.
What strikes me about the Covenant Players is their love for drama. Their determination to be God's vessels. Their zeal. Their desire for using what they like to do - you could say that it's a hobby, for God.
Their commitment. Their passion for life and for Jesus.
Lina has committed 16 years, and she's still spurring on (:
Jamie and Michelle are so young, 23 and 24 respectively and they have already made that BIG decision.. to say "here God, here's my life, use me". They go by faith.

Pastor Kel, our speaker for the conference. At 60 and still on fire for God's work.
I'm still smiling at his story of how he met the tribal people and God using him to share the good news. Those who went would agree that it's a good story, WOAH?????

Amazing.

What's more amazing is that. God has a special plan for each and everyone of us. And that if we obey, He will never fail us. Amazing, how He wants to use us. The God of the universe. What He wants to do, He can make it happen by a snap of His fingers.
And yet.
He chooses to use us.

Another reason for me to praise and thank God, is how timely my annual leave was planned. and scheduled. I didn't ask. Well, i did remind Sister L. that i haven't had my annual leave for this year yet. She asked if i had any week in mind. I told her I'm fine with anything she gives, and she gave me this week. Allowing me to come for the youth conference, every day, attending every minute of it ((:
Thank you Lord. I enjoyed the conference. Drama and Mime was a blast, hahaha..ooohh, we tried our hands on acting....learnt so much cool stuff and it widened my perspective of acting. We can use that skill of acting for God's glory! And acting becomes so powerful when it's anointed.

Raj and I are exchanging rooms now. so the whole house is in a mess!!

We're mostly done with painting my new room, just need to do some touch ups. Have not started on Raj and Janan's room yet. And i love love love my new bed. Single bed tho' but it's reallly nice.
One thing i'd miss about my old room would be the queen sixed bed.. awwwwwww. I won't be able to sleep and stretch and turn and roll.
But the up-side of getting Raj's room would be that i'd have cable tv!!!! (: H.B.O.!!!!!!

When looking tru the paint catalogue, i chose this nice shade of dark purple, Plum Satin is what it's called. The colour turned out pink. So the walls are now pink. The ceiling and some parts of the wall is a nice shade of beige, given by Uncle Ban Seng. Complements the pink walls well. The room is coming out nicely. (:

You know what kind of mum i'm guessing myself to be next time?
The ultra as-cool-as-a-cucumber kinda mum.
Especially when it comes to my child being sick.

"Aiyo, GE only la. Just rest and drink lots of water la"

"Aiyo, green colour stool, nevermind la, it's normal if got GE"

"A little bit of blood streak in stool? Nevermind, nevermind, just continue monitoring.. bloodstreak may be possible with the amount of purging, which traumatises child's anus.. nevermind, nevermind, monitor somemore"

"Aiyo, fever only la. Just take paracetamol every 4hourly or Ibuprufen if it's still very high"

"Aiyo, itchy only la. Just take Piriton three times daily"

"HFMD? As long as i hydrate my child, isolate, treat the fever.. can ready"

My ears would be so immune to my children's crying, that when they're just throwing a tantrum and crying all their stubborn heart's out so that mum will give them what they want, i will be able to shut it all out. *yay me!*
My ears are already immune to cries in fact.
All due to the screaming they have got to endure every single day, more so when we're doing procedures on these little kids.


And some parents tend to make repeated requests to nurses. For example, they go up to Nurse A. and make a request like "can you help me take new clothes for my child", Nurse A says "Ok, just give me awhile".. and maybe awhile later, the parent will ask Nurse B for the same thing.

Like today, was attending to my patient in the isolation room and his mum asked me to make a bottle of milk for him. Went out of the room, put back some other stuff and headed to the milk room to make his milk, 7 ounce of it and gave it to the mum.

Just 5 minutes later, i saw my colleague shaking a bottle filled with about 7 ounce of milk too, outside the room, pretty much ready to go in till i went
"RAAAGGGEEESSSSSSSS, I JUST GAVE HIM MILK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The look on Rages face was classic.

Rages: "THEN THIS?! (holding up the bottle) Can i give it to this patient?" (pointing to the other isolation room, also with a baby)

Me: "No. he's on total breastfeeding"

210mls of formula milk wasted just like that.
Apparently, when i left the room to make his milk, Rages went in 'cos his IV drip's infusion pump was beeping, and the child's mum asked her to make milk too.
Silly. Haha.

Then again, imagine if I did not happen to see Rages outside the room. The mum would have been pretty shocked to get 2 full bottles of milk, one right after the other.

Stuff like these happens alot, maybe just not like this instance, that's what you get with the combination of anxious parents and hardworking nurses (:

I've joined the addiction to WORD CHALLENGE!
my mind's squeezed out of all the nouns and tenses.
And why do they only give 2 miserable, miserable, miserable, miserable, miserable minutes.
Haha, it has been hours, hours, hours and more hours, and yet i'm still stuck at being a rockstar.
See the lack of my vocabulary already?!
My brain just can't think of anymore words to form with all those letters.
hmmm.

letters.

settler.

tester.
test.
set.
let.
tee.
see.
lee.
leer.
rest.
ret. (i don't know the meaning just yet, but apparently it's accepted. ahhhhh. now i know the meaning having just checked out my bestfriend's other bestfriend)

And that's just about what my brain can conjour up in the past, like what, 100002224598765967 minutes?


On another, irritated note,
There are just some ways a guy should never befriend a girl in.

Like stopping in your tracks, staring at her for 15-20 seconds before walking behind a wall, pretending you're moving along, on your way to wherever you're going, but in actual fact hiding behind that very wall, waiting for the girl to walk past you, and when she does, watch her back for a few more seconds before saying "hi".
OR when you have just started talking to her for the very first time and you start asking way-out-of-the bound questions which i will not further elaborate here.
OR how about not knowing her at all but following her all the way home and introducing yourself, at night for goodness sake.

OR something most common, that i'm pretty sure every girl can relate to, sitting opposite her, staring her down while giving that chee-ko look.

I mean, a girl can tell when you're genuine or just plain sick.
Wanna befriend a girl, not every pick up line at the bar works for all girls,
Ultimately, we women can only become close to guys we know will respect us and never violate our dignity, thus earning our respect.

And again, on another note
drunk guys are scary.
scaaaaarrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyy.
they don't need to say anything at all.
their presence is enough to scare the petunias out of me.

dinner and night was with hwc yesterday (:

tho' of course not the whole night: if not the eldest and only male would have to be answerable to all the fathers. especially to a certain someone's daddy :p

Finally, we were complete for Lydz came along yesterday.

Ooooo, i simply love hearing Lydia's girly squeels and how she sounds when she gets high.

Everyone, come meet my pink hippotamus "Wydia" given by sweet Lydia for my birthday. Wydia's 2nd name would be "Gerbra" named after Lydia's famous and unforgettable mispronunciation.

Do you still remember cream-coloured Muffin lyd? That was another toy dog you gave me FIVE years back - it's almost the same type of toy, just smaller in size and without the LARGE sad eyes Wydia has.

Say hello to the world Wydia Gerbra!

I always end up having sorethroat when i'm out with them

and my throat is still sore today!

****

Day off was the day before yesterday so i went for a date with bessie frenda. GOT MY NIKE SHOES! (: "not the one i wanted... but it's still nice". Bessie's ears almost became sore that day 'cos i kept repeating that line. Then we went to Udders, then to shop for my deepavalli dress @ Hula and Co. - the dress i bought does look like the dress hwc got me too. haha. not that adventurous in buying dresses la. For now, i'll stick to the ones i know will look fine on me. For now ah. Then we got some other stuff while walking around marina sq. and finally feasted @ seoul garden.

Plain greedy la.

Even tho' we had ultra filling waffles with 2 scoops of ice cream for "lunch" we still wanted to eat @ seoul garden.

Gonna do night shift today and tomorrow. The ward has been getting awfully busy. I hope tonight won't be so hectic.

There are days i feel shitty.
Today was one of those days.
Held back my tears a couple of times, during the shift and along the way home.

CE sent 4 patients to my cubicle @ one shot, when it was time for the morning shift to hand over to the afternoon shift. I have two patients squeezed in both my isolation rooms.
Because of the new rule Sister L made to have ward rounds every day (where all the nurses on shift has to listen to EVERY patients' report), the passing of report took ONE AND A HALF HOURS.
Morning shift left quite alot of things undone. we had to finish and help them out with the changes, but i could understand, really.
In this one shift alone, i had to transfer 3 of my patients out of my ward to another ward, discharge another patient by 5pm, which i could only do at 530pm 'cos the drug prescription, MC and memo were still not done at 5pm by the doctor, by then the inpatient pharmacy was gonna close soon, so before they closed i had to run out to get the medicine.

My ward nurses not only looked after children, we had to look after women too. There was an overflow of gynae cases. So we had 5 women. 3 came for surgery, 2 just delivered. At 630pm, my snr. recieved a call that we need to pick a patient up 'cos her surgery was done. My colleague who was in charge was having her break, so i went to pick the patient up.
Snr. wasn't very sure where to pick the patient up from, she heard women's OT.
Walked to women's OT only to find that there was no such patient there, they instructed me to go to day surgery. Went there only to find out that there was absolutely NO need for me to pick up the patient!

Came back to the ward, did my report, serve the medicines, settle another issue between the lab and the doctor (or at least i tried to settle) and continued with the report.

I didn't mention anything about me going for any break right. That's 'cos i didn't.
There was no time at all for a break..
Was too hungry till it came to a point where i wasn't hungry anymore.

And i felt shittier while passing report to the night shift because of another issue, sigh.

Thank you bestfriend for listening & understanding (:
It felt so good to finally let all my tears out.

I still thank God for today tho'. Learnt sooooooooooooooooo much. Had good snrs. who helped me and at least things were finally settling towards the end of the day.

the b-day week. (:

And so, i have reached 20. The age where i'm no longer a teen, neither am I exactly an adult.

That sandwiched-stuck-inbetween year.

Still feel the same, no less different, in terms of age and what comes along with it.

Basking in all the love the dearest family and the lovely friends showered me with.

Dinner @ Jack's and Place with the family for both mine and raj's bdays 29092008(:

It's been so long since we last went to Jack's as a family. (:

It may have been simple fare, but i really wouldn't be what I am without these most important people.

Dessert @ Udders with Dot 03102008 (:

the waffles and ice cream is HEAVENLY.

haha, Dot and I sure can talk alot, we sat there talking NON-STOP for 3hours or so? :D

Dinner & Cake @ Pizza Hut with the dearest gang 04102008(:

Thank you for spending the actual day with me, for making me laugh so much ("Pastor ah, no need ribena. come let me make the drinkkkk")

Nevermind that their service was horrid. That the wait was long, and that the b-day cake surprise was totally ruined by the waitress. I really didn't care about all that.

My b-day celebration was still great because of you (:
Arghh!!! Should have taken a group shot.

Since there's no photo, i'll type all your names down.

Thank you Pearlyn, Dot, Honey, Sammie, Chris, Ray, Shaun, J.K., Joel, Arun, Sam, Martin and Alvin. :D

And..the most recent

SURPRISE dinner @ fish and co with HWbC (: 09102008 (:

Planning it for quite some time eh?
huh?

just dinner between me and the bestfriend huhh?

the bestfriend's friend who recommended to her the glasssshouse huhhh?

did you guys purposely choose fish and co. knowing what they make b-day babies do? HAHA. and Dot got sabo-ed in the end too! :D hahahahaha! YAYYY!!

HAHA, i love you.

Thank you for making me SMILE the WHOLE night.

Even when i was reaching my door, placing the balloons nicely tied to my chair.. i was still smiling.
And in all the photos, my smile is as wide as the universe la!

I look like i'm gonna burst out in laughter due to over-happiness in every shot!!!

It has been indeed an

eventful two weeks (:

Thank you for the bday presents too (:

Was walking down the path along KKH towards the bustop yesterday when walking slowly in front of me was a family of 3.
Dad, little Boy and Mum.

Dad puffing a cigarette
little boy about the age of 4, bouncing along inbetween them
Mum puffing a cigarette
Give it a few months, the boy would be having one or two of these:
URTI, Asthma, Bronchitis, Bronchiolitis or Pneumonia and the sweet boy might need up to 8 puffs of Ventolin every hourly.
Who knows, the boy might just have been discharged from the hospital, previously coming in for those very reasons!

Hey, these are all facts, researched, found, stamped and proven. So i shall and will not sugar my words.
You are adults.
Fully capable of rationalizing and making decisions.
If you choose to ruin your lungs despite knowing the harm you're causing yourself, that's really fine by me.
But do not bring along the lungs of your young ones.

I see that you do love your little kids. You may be judged by many, one look and people talk. But there's no doubt the sincerity you have towards your children. The way you put your hand on your kid's head, gentle, assuring. The way you smile at your kid, like any proud parent would.
So, my plea is simple and clear.
If you do love your sons, your daughters then
Protect your kid's health.
Protect your kid's lungs.
The consequences of the choices you make, does not only affect you now.

My first round of nightshift went okay too. I will get used to working nights soon enough. It's quieter, i get to sit down at the nurses counter, eat chips and maybe if there's really nothing to do, go online.

Went to church straight from the hospital.. and if i had reached home an hour later yesterday, i would have been awake for 24 hours for the first time. Yeap, it would have been the first time 'cos i never liked staying awake the whole night.. Shee needs her sleep. Shee must sleep. If not Shee turns into an ugly, grumpy monster.
Of course the moment i stepped home, i couldn't be bothered with trying to stay awake an hour longer to reach the 24hour mark.. knocked out almost immediately the moment my head touched my pillow up till 9pm when Raj woke me up for dinner.

Saw this cute picture while searching for pictures to add into my slides on 'Dengue Fever'. To think that i would be done with Microsoft Powerpoint the moment i start working. Sister wants her ward nurses to get more CNE points by giving in-services/presentations on relevant topics to our fellow colleagues. I'll be doing my presentation this wednesday.

Baby. Diaper. Nurse. Stethoscope. (:

Things that are currently so familiar.

the day off was great (:
woke up real late, bummed at home and was out of the house by 430pm to meet my prudential advisor first (who happens to know Chris and Quan, what a small world) before meeting
HW(nb)C for movie and dinner. "WAAAALLLL- EEEEEEE" was a good, cute show. Agree with Manda, for a show with no dialogue for the first half, it's not bad.
The simple dinner at the foodcourt was yummy, eating with good friends make it all the yummier.

The tears i cry because of it.
The smiles i make because of it.
The laughs i have because of it.
Nursing.
It's a ministry.
A ministry i'm placed in.
Lord help me love every bit of it.
Even the nitty-gritties. when things don't go smoothly.
Still, let me enjoy what i'm doing.
When i'm sad, when i'm tired, when i'm pissed and i fume
Still, remind me, that you've placed me in this ministry to love.
I want to love.
I want to care.
Let all that i give to my patients, come from my heart.

I will be starting my night shift this coming friday. whoooooo.
My first night!
they said that allowance for working nightshifts are good, especially if you're working nights on weekends.
Including tomorrow and wednesday, i would be working 4 days a.m. shift straight.
Tiring!
Noticed a trend on the workflow. Mornings gets extremely busy on mondays, picking up on tuesday and wednesday.. and towards friday, work slows down, and sundays are usually quiet sundays.
The same way too, noticed a trend in our ward census. When it's school holidays, there'll be less children in the ward.. and when school starts, more gets admitted. So, ill be looking forward to a relatively quiet November and December.

Had to write and submit an incident report yesterday (my first incident report and i don't wanna write anymore too). One 15 yr old patient threw a chair at my patient, causing a bruise on her thigh area . Thank God it was just that kiddy-plastic chair. Seriously, kids these days.
Informed the unit nurse manager of the incident, she told me to prepare the report, call the security up and she'll come by my ward soon.
She came confidently asking for "Minnie, the nurse who called her up earlier".
"Sheela" and "Minnie" hardly sound alike.

The higher-ups have discussed and thought about making my ward an adolescent ward.. and with the current group of teens 'residing' in my ward right now, we nurses were discussing that we need a police on stand-by. On saturday alone we called up the security countless of times.

Been bumping into alot of my woodlands sec ex-classmates/peers/seniors recently, and all the time i'm in nursing uniform.And i meet them either in the ward or in buses. Last month, an ex-classmate's niece was admitted to my ward. One/two weeks back i bump into Zakiah (: missed you too! we really did not have any time to talk, the wave of people behind were pushing me to move towards the rear of the bus. And today, a *coughgoodlookingcough* guy one year my senior visited a child in my ward.

I cannot wait for DAY-OFF on thursday!!!!!

There are two different moments at work.

When you're busy and things are going fast, you feel like there's no time for you to breathe, you're running for time and for things to get done, stat.. and then there's this period when things are going so slow, you actually find yourself wishing that there's at least something for you to do - as one being too free invites one to be disturbed/questioned or given tasks one just does not want to do.

On thursday, i passed to the night shift team 2 cases/beds,thus giving them 4 empty beds at the same time as 2 were discharged during the morning shift and I discharged another 2.

A nurse always looks at an almost empty cubicle in wide-eye dismay as empty beds spells admissions and the possibility of some being crazy admissions.

Went home having the slightest, terrible hope that the beds will get filled up during the night so that i'll recieve an almost full cubicle when i take over shift the next morning but it will just kill my 2 colleagues..

Morning came, and my colleague handed over the same 2 patients to me. Morning slowly went by and if i could telepathy to the staff at Children's Emergency (C.E.), they would be bombarded with pleading requests from me to send patients only between 9am-12noon. C.E. has a knack of sending patients up to the ward to be admitted at odd timings or when i'm about to hand over shift.. And sometimes they send up to 4-5 patients to the ward at one shot. 12noon passed and i prepared myself for admissions.. 2pm soon came and that meant the end of shift for me, so i will not be recieiving any patients but the colleague taking over me will have to recieve them. Hee, before the passing of report, Jane came up to me and said "Alamaaak.. why you give me so many empty beds?" and when Zhongqiu saw all the empty beds - in total the A side had 6 empty beds, her eyes enlarged and she gave a very loud gasp. Hahaha. Classic (:

Some good news (((: Sister has allowed us to try working a 5day-week work schedule since my ward has got enough staff now. It's only temporary tho' since it's an entirely new schedule for us. We will be trying it out for about 3-4mths and if all goes well, sister will consider making it permanent. So, please, ALL you must go well!

Met some of my poly classmates yesterday after shift. Almost all of us came from work, except for Nava since she's a senior in the ward and could easily ask for a day off. It was good time spent: sharing our nursing struggles and laughs.

One question first asked at the table was "have you already cried because of work?" - and the whopping answer was a big fat yes from all of us, except for Nava, again, who did her crying 10 years ago. (:

In case, some are wondering why Nava is unlike the rest of us; she has been working as a Senior E.N. for 10years before taking the diploma to get promoted to a R.N. Thus in terms of experience, rapport and well-known standing in the ward - she has already got all of them.

Dinner was at Breeks, HarbourFront.. ate the yummy melted cheese chicken patty main course, and brave Dani, Siti and Rozi took the half-chicken. Haha. Yeap, like one half of a spring chicken. Hee, it was funny how they were struggling to down it all. Alas, only Siti managed to conquer the whole thing. (:

Group pictures will have to come another day.

with my Dani-saur, the blur, always hungry woman who surprisingly could not defeat the chicken, whom i missed loads. (:

Took in-charge yesterday, and it was by-far the most busiest, heart-thumping day i had at work. Three children chose yesterday to have their blood pressures either unreadable or just too abnormally low or high. One child took so much time, her Bp plunged way down (at one point all of us four nurses covering the A side were attending to her, on top of the 4 doctors around her too - she was sent to HD in the end after she was stable to get the proper treatment/care)..
For the other two infants, after several attempts in taking their Bp, and still getting low results we called in the on-call doctors to review.. and guess what, WHEN the doctors are around the dinamap chooses to work fine and their Bps end up okay.

Furthermore on top of all that stress and adrenaline pumping issues , a MSW came to see my NAI patient and took both my patient and the casenotes down. I knew she was gonna come to see my patient,but i wasn't told that she will take them down to her office for the interview. Apperently she came at the time when we were occupied/running around the ward and told our ward clerk (who might have forgotton to tell me and by then have already gone home)
The scare i had when on top of all the Bp issues, i found that both my patient and her casenotes are nowhere to be found..
After much searching, waiting and randomly dialling a number out of our long list of MSW's names and numbers (none of us had managed to catch the MSW's name, by 6pm the patient had already came back without the casenotes - asked where she went etc and when her casenotes were still not back, i started calling the MSWs), found out that the casenotes were indeed with her and she was still not done with interviewing the patient's parents. Seriously.
If her casenotes went really missing, i would be the one with the plunging low Bp.

Enjoyed the teamwork and the people i was working with tho'. At least they made the day better and my seniors were competent enough with the knowledge and the experience when our patients' Bps went funny.

Why.

How.

When.

What.

Who.

Growing up way too fast.

Lola and Lolo are now back in Philippines. Missing them already.

Guessed their 3 mths vacation here in Singapore was a good break/change for them.. though am pretty sure they were kinda getting bored. My grandparents are still such a sweet loving couple despite being in their 60s..Lolo's still pretty fond of teasing Lola every now and then.

A living example (:

Work is teaching me:

-not to judge others.(like colleagues and the way they do their work 'cos i too, make the same kind of mistakes. Have been grumbling, being judgemental, making statements but i'm not "all-that" myself too, i fumble and i fail)
-to be on my toes, physically, mentally and spiritually
-accountability
-to love
-to buy many many black pens and bring extras to work


I'm not the easiest person to love
I'm often the one who lets things go unresolved
Yet you choose to be
On the side of me, on the side of me
Yet you choose to be on the side of me
On the side of me

I'm not too proud of some things I've done in my life
The skeletons in my closet are too big for me to hide
Yet you choose to be on the side of me
On the side of me
Blessed Charity You're on the side of me
On the side of me

Everyone needs a friend to hold
When it's cold outside and there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
All alone I cried there was no place to go
I remember when nobody cared
But you

I'm not the easiest person to love
But you, you've opened your heart to show me what I'm worth
'Cause you choose to be
On the side of me, on the side of me
What a mystery
You're on the side of me, on the side of me

-"On the side of me" Corrinne May

Thank you Manda, Dot, Serene, J.K., Val, Chris, Al and Shaun for coming specially to novena to "have lunch" with me today despite having made you wait for me, and long before i reached you all had gobbled down your lunches..you guys must have been reaaally hungry ((: i truly enjoyed the company. (:

i miss going church. feel like i've missed out so much.

the week has been rather rocky.
Dealing with and handling lives in such a way is heavy responsibility. And not just any walk in the park.
Responsibility that i'd prefer not to have it weigh upon my shoulders.

Anyway..i've still not recovered from the shock i had upon the realization that after my day off on tuesday.. i'll be working for TWELVE days straight until my NEXT day off.

Weekend.
One word.
That blessed word.
The soft resounding sound it makes in your ear, knowing that it's your two days of rest and of leisure.
Warms your heart.
Weekend.
There's no such thing as 'weekend' for a nurse no more.

my first ever malay wedding. (kak Su's sis's wedding on 13th July) haha.
ask siti, i bombarded her with quite a few questions.
finally, after such a long time, i met up with my beloved PRCP mates (sans Anisah)
haha.. manda, i like the way "sans" sound..


(and i HAD to sit like that.. totally spoilt the picture)


siti my darling.... !


(: natty and sitty my darlings...!

and I shall describe the following pictures by the term Siti and Nat always use..
the "no comment" pictures:

it's clear that i can't fake it in pictures as well as Nat and Min.

photo credits: Nat, her camera, and the other camera-girl forced to take the shot for us.

i do not want to see anymore prudential agents or sit tru more prudential 'talks' .
My ears will bleed.
The competition within them is killing me.
As it is, no matter how good the plan is.. the way they "fight" for a client piss me. The least they can do then is to appear to genuinely want the best for a client. Even if it means not having that particular commission going into their bank accounts.

And if they really want to help people save. then don't CHOOSE clients based on their dressing.

Why is it that when i'm wearing my nursing uniform or office attire while working at Jill's, you come to me and rattle on about saving.
And when i'm in normal tee and jeans you look pass me , stretch out your hand and walk straight to the next person in crisp white blouse, chic black skirt and fashionable stilletos. Don't the people wearing ordinary tees, jeans and flip flops need to save too?

When bestfriends make funny faces and turns crazy in the midst of our photo-taking sessions. (: a random HUGE shoutout to nana: BESSIE I LOVE YOU!!!
the pictures below are just a few of the thousands of pictures we have together. (:

If you look tru' our albums: you'll notice that nana has a few shots of her doing this "mouth-open-in-a-huge-O". She looks like the masked-person from the Scream movies!

nana says: "hrrrrmmm. i've got NICE JUICY LIPS" (or rather dry lips. ooopps. should have put on lipgloss before taking the picture)

my monkey face.

greedy pretty nana!

Thank You Lord for the life You've given me, for the family and the home You've placed me in, and for the wonderful people You've allowed me to share my life with. Thank You for everything.