For my beloved "doctor" and i. (i'm hoping that you, my doctor will realize that i'm referring to you, don't wanna make it very obvious that's why) :
Elizabeth Elliot wrote this in her journal and felt this when she was around our age too, and in her book Passion and Purity she goes: ' My heart was saying, "Lord, take away this longing, or give me that for which I long." The Lord was answering, "I must teach you to long for something better." '
I feel exactly this way.
I also feel hurt, confused, angered and foolish.
But you know my dearest doctor, i'm thankful that I'm going through this period with you and with the bestfriend.
Need to get all my thoughts right. All my emotions right. Need to clear this cloud of confusion clogging up in my head.
I love you both so much. Thank you for hearing me out. *hugs*
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Done my round of nights. Now it's my turn to have a long weekend (: Have been keeping my nails long so i can nail-polish it.
My nights were great. Interesting how i'm enjoying work more and more. Maybe i've found my place for this season. Maybe it's the amazing people i'm working with.
Maybe i'm just a simple person.
Maybe it's cos God's teaching me and moulding me and allowing me to learn to love life.
To see life as precious, i enjoy being around this kids. Enjoy doing what i do.
They are some really really REALLY naughty ones. Okay, maybe just one.
Let me not go there. I start fuming when i think of him. And of his father.
Argh. Like father, like son. I'm still flabbergasted with what happened last night.
When the dad started being unreasonable to us yesterday, i felt all my insides flaming 'cos i've never come across such ridiculous behaviour. Though we were confronted rudely for no proper reason at all, I kept quiet 'cos i knew if i were to speak or answer him more, i'd start raising my voice.
My little baby at Bed 2 is putting on more weight. (:
He came in malnourished and is still pretty much malnourished for a 9 mth old baby. But chubby cheeks have now replaced the sunken ones he had when he first came back to us. He has got such a handsome face now. And he sleeps like an angel (:
My teenage patient, the one i very aptly named Lily for this blog, is getting better. She's walking around now., with assistance nevertheless but it's a HUGE improvement. :D We've taken out the NG tube and she's eating on her own. She's been with us so long that even her boyfriend is so familiar with us. He knows all our names by heart.
Haha. Sister K did night with us. She was the Unit Sister for all Paed Medical wards last night.
One of our phones is faulty, we got the FM guy to come fix it, he came and checked it out but said that he'll get someone to come back again in the morning.
So, both Lilian and I were alone in the ward while Kartina and Mariam went downstairs to buy snacks when Sister K came out to check up on us. She caught the two of us using the internet, haha, but only scolded us lightly and in a funny way, told us to do some other stuff and then the faulty phone started ringing.
She answered it and there wasn't anyone at the other end.
She went "hello? hello? Eh?? No one"
(looking at us) " This person does not want to talk"
(then back to the reciever) "IS THIS SHEELA'S BOYFRIEND??!!!!"
Hahaha! Seriously Sister K?
That was a hilariously unexpected thing to say. Both Lil and I could not stop laughing.
The previous night was with Kartina, Gracy and Subha. And Gracy sure can crap alot. Kartina becomes high at night too. Haha. We laughed so loud, Subha, the most sane one among us, had to keep going "Shhhh! Shhhh!"
Thank You Lord for protecting my nights, my patients, and us nurses.
Thank You for my colleagues.
Thank You for Your blessings.
Its true how you know our hearts, how you know what makes us truly happy
You give us the very best and for that I thank You.
My nights were great. Interesting how i'm enjoying work more and more. Maybe i've found my place for this season. Maybe it's the amazing people i'm working with.
Maybe i'm just a simple person.
Maybe it's cos God's teaching me and moulding me and allowing me to learn to love life.
To see life as precious, i enjoy being around this kids. Enjoy doing what i do.
They are some really really REALLY naughty ones. Okay, maybe just one.
Let me not go there. I start fuming when i think of him. And of his father.
Argh. Like father, like son. I'm still flabbergasted with what happened last night.
When the dad started being unreasonable to us yesterday, i felt all my insides flaming 'cos i've never come across such ridiculous behaviour. Though we were confronted rudely for no proper reason at all, I kept quiet 'cos i knew if i were to speak or answer him more, i'd start raising my voice.
My little baby at Bed 2 is putting on more weight. (:
He came in malnourished and is still pretty much malnourished for a 9 mth old baby. But chubby cheeks have now replaced the sunken ones he had when he first came back to us. He has got such a handsome face now. And he sleeps like an angel (:
My teenage patient, the one i very aptly named Lily for this blog, is getting better. She's walking around now., with assistance nevertheless but it's a HUGE improvement. :D We've taken out the NG tube and she's eating on her own. She's been with us so long that even her boyfriend is so familiar with us. He knows all our names by heart.
Haha. Sister K did night with us. She was the Unit Sister for all Paed Medical wards last night.
One of our phones is faulty, we got the FM guy to come fix it, he came and checked it out but said that he'll get someone to come back again in the morning.
So, both Lilian and I were alone in the ward while Kartina and Mariam went downstairs to buy snacks when Sister K came out to check up on us. She caught the two of us using the internet, haha, but only scolded us lightly and in a funny way, told us to do some other stuff and then the faulty phone started ringing.
She answered it and there wasn't anyone at the other end.
She went "hello? hello? Eh?? No one"
(looking at us) " This person does not want to talk"
(then back to the reciever) "IS THIS SHEELA'S BOYFRIEND??!!!!"
Hahaha! Seriously Sister K?
That was a hilariously unexpected thing to say. Both Lil and I could not stop laughing.
The previous night was with Kartina, Gracy and Subha. And Gracy sure can crap alot. Kartina becomes high at night too. Haha. We laughed so loud, Subha, the most sane one among us, had to keep going "Shhhh! Shhhh!"
Thank You Lord for protecting my nights, my patients, and us nurses.
Thank You for my colleagues.
Thank You for Your blessings.
Its true how you know our hearts, how you know what makes us truly happy
You give us the very best and for that I thank You.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Not looking forward to doing my round of night shifts today and tomorrow. Mainly because it's the post- CNY period where there will be a flood of admissions for diarrhoa, vomiting, gastritis etc.
Last week itself (pre-CNY period) was really busy, we had to open up our empty cubicle to accomodate the children admitting in. And when we discharge one kid, another kid will come in not long after.
Met Haresh, my umbrella friend two days back. (: Haha. It has been two years since we last met!! Time sure does not wait for no one. It just flies and skids past you.
So, i'm learning to savour every moment. He happened to be around Novena for some working stint, since i was working the pm shift and we'd end work about the same time, he called and waited for me.
It is good meeting up an old friend.
You think about the years back in sec school, the fun, when we were buddies and when he bullied me, when i bullied him, but seriously, in sec school, no one bullied me like Ting Hao, the guy i was sitting beside in our classroom seat arrangement! Nana knows, 'cos i complained to her.
He'd pinch my arms for fun, or when he ask for something and i don't reply, until my arms were covered with so many bruises! He yakked alot. He disturbed alot. He poked alot. It was nightmare sitting beside him!
But he was also a darn good friend, patient and always listening, though he sometimes struggle with what encouraging words to say in return (:
Haha, and when he started getting interested in one of our classmate, he decided to go sit beside her for one lesson, after which she told me she's amazed that i could put up with all his classroom etiquette for 2 years.
Wonder what became of him now. Bumbed into him in the bus 2 years back too, but could not talk cos he was seated at the back and i was already getting off the bus, he might be in civil defense cos' of the uniform.
One thing i kinda feel regret is that i haven't really stayed contact with some of my good friends back in sec sch. Some i do quite frequently, like Haresh and Darsh and occasionally Sarah, Renu, Zakiah, Faslinda but the rest just dissappeared.
At work, we girls are getting pretty used to being under Sister K's care. She's more a friend than she is a boss/supervisor!
We find ourselves joking with her more easily. Even before entering her room i'll go "SISTERRRRRRRRR!!!!" something i definetly would not do to Sister L.! Yesterday Sangeetha leaned slightly on Sister K. LEANED!
I like her, despite the fact that she makes really horrid rosters, i still like her.
There's this 10 year old Malay boy in the isolation room i have been looking after the past 3 days. It being the CNY holiday period, his whole family stays with him in the hospital, they've managed to make the room into a cosy home. His two younger siblings are cute. especially the youngest, and his parents are so nice. His mom will always go "thanks so much dear/darling".
So anyway, whenever i go in, i'd explain to them why the doctor ordered this and that, and answer their questions or just talk to them.
Towards the end of my shift 2 days ago, i went back in to take the boy's temperature. While waiting for the thermometer to beep, his younger brother, probably about the age of 9, finally asked his dad quite earnestly in Malay, i could understand, and it goes like this "Dad, why does this nurse look Malay but only speak in English?"
HAHA. so cute right?! I wonder whether he was tormenting himself with that question until he finally asked his dad. I smiled and answered him myself, explaining that i'm mixed. His dad explained it to him again in Malay.
And from then on, even the following days after, he TOLD everyone who talked to me in Malay that i wasn't Malay, i'm actually mixed but one time he got it wrong, he told his mom that "her mom's singaporean and her dad's from Philippines" (:
Children are just lovely.
Last week itself (pre-CNY period) was really busy, we had to open up our empty cubicle to accomodate the children admitting in. And when we discharge one kid, another kid will come in not long after.
Met Haresh, my umbrella friend two days back. (: Haha. It has been two years since we last met!! Time sure does not wait for no one. It just flies and skids past you.
So, i'm learning to savour every moment. He happened to be around Novena for some working stint, since i was working the pm shift and we'd end work about the same time, he called and waited for me.
It is good meeting up an old friend.
You think about the years back in sec school, the fun, when we were buddies and when he bullied me, when i bullied him, but seriously, in sec school, no one bullied me like Ting Hao, the guy i was sitting beside in our classroom seat arrangement! Nana knows, 'cos i complained to her.
He'd pinch my arms for fun, or when he ask for something and i don't reply, until my arms were covered with so many bruises! He yakked alot. He disturbed alot. He poked alot. It was nightmare sitting beside him!
But he was also a darn good friend, patient and always listening, though he sometimes struggle with what encouraging words to say in return (:
Haha, and when he started getting interested in one of our classmate, he decided to go sit beside her for one lesson, after which she told me she's amazed that i could put up with all his classroom etiquette for 2 years.
Wonder what became of him now. Bumbed into him in the bus 2 years back too, but could not talk cos he was seated at the back and i was already getting off the bus, he might be in civil defense cos' of the uniform.
One thing i kinda feel regret is that i haven't really stayed contact with some of my good friends back in sec sch. Some i do quite frequently, like Haresh and Darsh and occasionally Sarah, Renu, Zakiah, Faslinda but the rest just dissappeared.
At work, we girls are getting pretty used to being under Sister K's care. She's more a friend than she is a boss/supervisor!
We find ourselves joking with her more easily. Even before entering her room i'll go "SISTERRRRRRRRR!!!!" something i definetly would not do to Sister L.! Yesterday Sangeetha leaned slightly on Sister K. LEANED!
I like her, despite the fact that she makes really horrid rosters, i still like her.
There's this 10 year old Malay boy in the isolation room i have been looking after the past 3 days. It being the CNY holiday period, his whole family stays with him in the hospital, they've managed to make the room into a cosy home. His two younger siblings are cute. especially the youngest, and his parents are so nice. His mom will always go "thanks so much dear/darling".
So anyway, whenever i go in, i'd explain to them why the doctor ordered this and that, and answer their questions or just talk to them.
Towards the end of my shift 2 days ago, i went back in to take the boy's temperature. While waiting for the thermometer to beep, his younger brother, probably about the age of 9, finally asked his dad quite earnestly in Malay, i could understand, and it goes like this "Dad, why does this nurse look Malay but only speak in English?"
HAHA. so cute right?! I wonder whether he was tormenting himself with that question until he finally asked his dad. I smiled and answered him myself, explaining that i'm mixed. His dad explained it to him again in Malay.
And from then on, even the following days after, he TOLD everyone who talked to me in Malay that i wasn't Malay, i'm actually mixed but one time he got it wrong, he told his mom that "her mom's singaporean and her dad's from Philippines" (:
Children are just lovely.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
This is for Manda, whenever you feel lonely :D hugs.
Thought of you when i read this from the book Passion and Purity.
I know, things are getting so much better and i'm really glad for that, but whenever homesick- ness kicks in, remember this.
The book's about relationships, the affairs of the heart but i felt that this also serves as reminder for all of us, whether we're wanting/missing that special companionship or just in the area of friendships.
All those who are stuggling with loneliness, this is for you too (:
What to do with Loneliness
Be still and know that He is God. When you are lonely, too much stillness is exactly the thing that seems to be laying waste your soul. Use that stillness to quiet your heart before God. Get to know Him. If He is God, He is still in charge.
Remember that you are not alone. "The Lord, He is that doth go with thee. He will not fail thee nor forsake thee. Be strong and of good courage." (Deut 31:8)
Jesus prmised His disciples, "Lo, I am with you always" (Matt 28:20) Never mind if you cannot feel His presence. He is there, never for one moment forgetting you.
Give thanks. In times of my greatest loneliness I have been lifted up by the promise of 2 Cor 4:17,18, "For this slight momentary afflcition is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, because we look not to the things of that are unseen. "This is something to thank God for. This lonelinessitself, which seems a weight, will be far outweighed by glory.
Refuse self-pity. Refuse it absolutel. It is a deadly thing with power to destroy you. Turn your thoughts to Christ who has already caried your griefs and sorrows.
Accept Your loneliness. It is one stage, and only one stage, on a journey that brings you to God. It will not always last.
Offer up your loneliness to God. As the little boy offered to Jesus his five loaves and two fishes, God can transform it for the good of others.
Do something for somebody else. No matter who or where you are, there is something you can do, somebody who needs you. Pray that you may be an instrument of God's peace, that where there is loneliness you may bring joy.
From, Passion and Purity by Elizabeth Elliot
Thought of you when i read this from the book Passion and Purity.
I know, things are getting so much better and i'm really glad for that, but whenever homesick- ness kicks in, remember this.
The book's about relationships, the affairs of the heart but i felt that this also serves as reminder for all of us, whether we're wanting/missing that special companionship or just in the area of friendships.
All those who are stuggling with loneliness, this is for you too (:
What to do with Loneliness
Be still and know that He is God. When you are lonely, too much stillness is exactly the thing that seems to be laying waste your soul. Use that stillness to quiet your heart before God. Get to know Him. If He is God, He is still in charge.
Remember that you are not alone. "The Lord, He is that doth go with thee. He will not fail thee nor forsake thee. Be strong and of good courage." (Deut 31:8)
Jesus prmised His disciples, "Lo, I am with you always" (Matt 28:20) Never mind if you cannot feel His presence. He is there, never for one moment forgetting you.
Give thanks. In times of my greatest loneliness I have been lifted up by the promise of 2 Cor 4:17,18, "For this slight momentary afflcition is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, because we look not to the things of that are unseen. "This is something to thank God for. This lonelinessitself, which seems a weight, will be far outweighed by glory.
Refuse self-pity. Refuse it absolutel. It is a deadly thing with power to destroy you. Turn your thoughts to Christ who has already caried your griefs and sorrows.
Accept Your loneliness. It is one stage, and only one stage, on a journey that brings you to God. It will not always last.
Offer up your loneliness to God. As the little boy offered to Jesus his five loaves and two fishes, God can transform it for the good of others.
Do something for somebody else. No matter who or where you are, there is something you can do, somebody who needs you. Pray that you may be an instrument of God's peace, that where there is loneliness you may bring joy.
From, Passion and Purity by Elizabeth Elliot
Sunday, January 11, 2009
I'm tired.
Hate doing am-pm-am-pm shifts. Drains all my energy physically and mentally.
I'm too tired to pick up the phone, call and talk to my bestfriend although i miss her alot today!
True enough, i have got to take antibiotics, ALL 112 of them pesky round pink tablets.
Plus, i have got to wear face mask all the time at work for all of the two weeks i'm covered with antibiotics.
Makes me feel infected and diseased.
Argh.
Oh well, as a nurse we're always exposed to all kinds of diseases.
And the baby's really cute. (:
Couldn't help hugging him that day.
Hate doing am-pm-am-pm shifts. Drains all my energy physically and mentally.
I'm too tired to pick up the phone, call and talk to my bestfriend although i miss her alot today!
True enough, i have got to take antibiotics, ALL 112 of them pesky round pink tablets.
Plus, i have got to wear face mask all the time at work for all of the two weeks i'm covered with antibiotics.
Makes me feel infected and diseased.
Argh.
Oh well, as a nurse we're always exposed to all kinds of diseases.
And the baby's really cute. (:
Couldn't help hugging him that day.
Friday, January 9, 2009
there's this cute little 5 mth old baby i looked after today. Did junior, so bathed him, fed him, carried him, wiped his mucus and drool (he drools ALOT) and held him so close to me.
Only to find out during the end of shift that he actually needs isolation nursing care!
Doctor recieved a call from the lab, the results for his nasal swab showed that the baby has pertussis.
PERTUSSIS. also known as highly contagious WHOOPING COUGH.
great.
and today, i bathed him, fed him, carried him, wiped his mucus and drool and held him so close to me.
Infection control will need to contact tracing. 'cos the condition wasn't detected at C.E., so they warded him in the normal cubicles, shared with other patients.
May or may need antibiotics, or a jab.
I WILL PRAY AGAINST IT.
don't wanna get whooping cough.
Only to find out during the end of shift that he actually needs isolation nursing care!
Doctor recieved a call from the lab, the results for his nasal swab showed that the baby has pertussis.
PERTUSSIS. also known as highly contagious WHOOPING COUGH.
great.
and today, i bathed him, fed him, carried him, wiped his mucus and drool and held him so close to me.
Infection control will need to contact tracing. 'cos the condition wasn't detected at C.E., so they warded him in the normal cubicles, shared with other patients.
May or may need antibiotics, or a jab.
I WILL PRAY AGAINST IT.
don't wanna get whooping cough.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Was supposed to be in charge of a cubicle of isolated patients today, but because Jaya wanted her student to do in-charge, i became a floater instead. What a floater usually do is just to help whenever help is needed. So i busied myself by topping up our ward supplies, handing out clothes and towels to patients and such. Ward was free up till 1pm, when C.E. sent us 4 admissions one after the other.
Came back to a very full ward (post night shift, BCLS day (think, CPR for adult, child, infant), and then two days off). Imagine, one cubicle just for a family of HFMD patients. All four siblings kena together.
And i noticed that we have been getting alot of young cerebral palsy patients. One thing about work, i see all kinds of patients, we have those who come in for the slightest of illnesses, like fever, or headache, up till very ill patients.
Like this young teenager we're looking after, i'll call her Lily.
Lily has been with us for a really long time now, admitted early November. I saw her change, her condition worsen, from her being able to walk, talk, sit up, sometimes we had to run after her when she leaves the ward without us knowing, once i literally had to pull her back to her bed. To a point where she couldn't rationalize anymore, she'd scream and shout, sometimes needing 4 people , one time 8 people, to hold her down, 'cos she was just too strong for us.
She had to be transferred to intensive care. When her condition improved, she came back to my ward, by then all she could do was just too lay on her bed, slipping in and out of semi-conciousness.
She'd shiver, barely could move her legs, her arms were stronger and we could only feed her via a tube.
She could only mutter, words were all a slur. She no longer screamed but she was just lying there, on her bed all day long.
She's better now, though our nursing care for her is still pretty intense. We have got to do all her ADLs, which is abbreviation for activities of daily living, simple acts we can do on our own such as bathing, toileting. She's still bed bound for now, the therapist are doing it step by step, trying to slowly let her start eating, or rather start swallowing water (all her nutrition comes from milk feeds tru the tube for the past 1 and a half mth maybe?), her left hand's so weak.
Today while we were changing her diaper, i told her to help me pull up her pants, i took her hand and placed in on the pants, she struggled but she tried.
Talked to her today, when i saw that she was uncomfortable, went up to her and asked why, she pointed to the leg splints she had (which we put on and off every 3hours), and i told her to look at the clock, which she did, and to tell me the time, she couldn't but still explained that i could only take it off at 3pm, and it's still 215pm. She understood me.
She is getting better, slowly but surely.
Sister L. has been promoted to A.D.N. (Assistant Director of Nursing), all of us were sad 'cos that would mean she's no longer gonan be the sister for our ward. Sister L. was a good ward sister. She saw past our mistakes, sure got scolding la. But Sister L. was such that if she scolds you, it was only 'cos it's needed and she corrects in love. We learnt so much under her.
Hahaha, we all cried during our ward party when she talked about her time being our Sister, more so, when she teared while saying that she's gonna be missing us.
To replace her, now there's Sister K. She joined us 2nd week of December and i would say that some of us have not been very fair to her.
Sister K. has only been recently promoted to a ward sister early last year. And because we were under the guidance of a strong leader, who had very good knowledge, we compare her to Sister L.
Sister K's a comical person. Haha, more like an auntie la! I thnk i would be comfortable calling her "Auntie K!".
She talks like one, acts like one, nags like one too. HAHA. they say she nags like a mother-in-law.
Once during her 2nd week with us, the moment she came into the wardm she started nagging and raising her voice "MADINA. clear this" "MADINA. put this back to the nursery room" "MADINA. put the Bp cuffs properly", to which either Siew Hui or Jaya told Madina, "eh, you quickly go back home la, wait she ask you to mop the floor next"
Haha, Sister K. says the funniest things, funny 'cos she's sooooo blur and all over the place. That's why some of my seniors doesn't really like her much.
Oh well. It is a huge change. Sister L. and Sister K. are extremely different. One's so prim and proper and wise, the other's so. HAHA. auntie.
(: but i kinda like her. She is a nice person.
Sometimes she'll walk towards me, stare at me for a long time with a blank look on her face and then go "ahhhh, yaaaa, sheelaaaaa, come, i got something to tell you"
hahaha.
Anyway, Dr. D. C. , our ward consultant and the team of doctors praised us, saying that they are impressed and happy with our nursing care and the teamwork. He said it was better than the high dependancy ward. Whoopee! (:
We were talking over milkshake at the staff lounge after our shift and Sangeetha said we should keep that standard if not, then better.
Came back to a very full ward (post night shift, BCLS day (think, CPR for adult, child, infant), and then two days off). Imagine, one cubicle just for a family of HFMD patients. All four siblings kena together.
And i noticed that we have been getting alot of young cerebral palsy patients. One thing about work, i see all kinds of patients, we have those who come in for the slightest of illnesses, like fever, or headache, up till very ill patients.
Like this young teenager we're looking after, i'll call her Lily.
Lily has been with us for a really long time now, admitted early November. I saw her change, her condition worsen, from her being able to walk, talk, sit up, sometimes we had to run after her when she leaves the ward without us knowing, once i literally had to pull her back to her bed. To a point where she couldn't rationalize anymore, she'd scream and shout, sometimes needing 4 people , one time 8 people, to hold her down, 'cos she was just too strong for us.
She had to be transferred to intensive care. When her condition improved, she came back to my ward, by then all she could do was just too lay on her bed, slipping in and out of semi-conciousness.
She'd shiver, barely could move her legs, her arms were stronger and we could only feed her via a tube.
She could only mutter, words were all a slur. She no longer screamed but she was just lying there, on her bed all day long.
She's better now, though our nursing care for her is still pretty intense. We have got to do all her ADLs, which is abbreviation for activities of daily living, simple acts we can do on our own such as bathing, toileting. She's still bed bound for now, the therapist are doing it step by step, trying to slowly let her start eating, or rather start swallowing water (all her nutrition comes from milk feeds tru the tube for the past 1 and a half mth maybe?), her left hand's so weak.
Today while we were changing her diaper, i told her to help me pull up her pants, i took her hand and placed in on the pants, she struggled but she tried.
Talked to her today, when i saw that she was uncomfortable, went up to her and asked why, she pointed to the leg splints she had (which we put on and off every 3hours), and i told her to look at the clock, which she did, and to tell me the time, she couldn't but still explained that i could only take it off at 3pm, and it's still 215pm. She understood me.
She is getting better, slowly but surely.
Sister L. has been promoted to A.D.N. (Assistant Director of Nursing), all of us were sad 'cos that would mean she's no longer gonan be the sister for our ward. Sister L. was a good ward sister. She saw past our mistakes, sure got scolding la. But Sister L. was such that if she scolds you, it was only 'cos it's needed and she corrects in love. We learnt so much under her.
Hahaha, we all cried during our ward party when she talked about her time being our Sister, more so, when she teared while saying that she's gonna be missing us.
To replace her, now there's Sister K. She joined us 2nd week of December and i would say that some of us have not been very fair to her.
Sister K. has only been recently promoted to a ward sister early last year. And because we were under the guidance of a strong leader, who had very good knowledge, we compare her to Sister L.
Sister K's a comical person. Haha, more like an auntie la! I thnk i would be comfortable calling her "Auntie K!".
She talks like one, acts like one, nags like one too. HAHA. they say she nags like a mother-in-law.
Once during her 2nd week with us, the moment she came into the wardm she started nagging and raising her voice "MADINA. clear this" "MADINA. put this back to the nursery room" "MADINA. put the Bp cuffs properly", to which either Siew Hui or Jaya told Madina, "eh, you quickly go back home la, wait she ask you to mop the floor next"
Haha, Sister K. says the funniest things, funny 'cos she's sooooo blur and all over the place. That's why some of my seniors doesn't really like her much.
Oh well. It is a huge change. Sister L. and Sister K. are extremely different. One's so prim and proper and wise, the other's so. HAHA. auntie.
(: but i kinda like her. She is a nice person.
Sometimes she'll walk towards me, stare at me for a long time with a blank look on her face and then go "ahhhh, yaaaa, sheelaaaaa, come, i got something to tell you"
hahaha.
Anyway, Dr. D. C. , our ward consultant and the team of doctors praised us, saying that they are impressed and happy with our nursing care and the teamwork. He said it was better than the high dependancy ward. Whoopee! (:
We were talking over milkshake at the staff lounge after our shift and Sangeetha said we should keep that standard if not, then better.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Pleasing to You
Sanctify me, clean out my closet
Take away anything that is not pleasing to You
Purify me
Destroy all my anger
Wash away everything that is not pleasing to You
I will be white as snow
I will be pure as gold
Jesus my heart must know
That i'm pleasing to You
I give my life, my all
Taking the cross
I will follow
Jesus my heart must know
That i'm pleasing to You
Sanctify me
You are the light to guide me
To the place where I am,
Only pleasing to You
Oh come and purify me Lord
So that the darkness leaves
And i can be pleasing to You
Come make me white as snow
Lord make me pure as gold
Jesus my heart must know
I'm pleasing to You
I give my life my all
Taking the cross I will follow
Jesus my heart must know
I'm pleasing to You
I would say, that in every generation. there will be those same temptations. The lust of the eyes, the lust of the flesh and the pride of man. I used to think that the world then, eras before would have been more pure.
More sanctified than the era that we're living in now.
It has always been there.
It's just out in the open now.
You see it everywhere. What used to be done behind close doors , in secret
It's all out in the open, for all to know and for all to see
Maybe, it has become far more worse.
But it has been written about in the old testaments. Spanning thousand and thousand of years.
The desires of the world has been the same and will always be the same.
It will continue slamming on your face.
So how do we turn away
How do we set ourselves apart
In a place where sadly, moral values and standards are falling apart
Where God's standards are not thought about
Where no one gives a care on how it was first made to be
How God had fashioned it, intended it
It has become the usual, the norm
Everybody is doing it, you say
So why can't I too?
But let us not falter, let us not be decieved
There are some things that should not be played with
Some things are not meant to be experimented on
Some things that was intended to be beautiful should not be made ugly.
Do we want love or do we want lust?
Do we want a soul, a spirit so pure, or a life filled with filth and guilt
Do we want to hold our head up high, or hang it down in shame?
Do we want to please God's heart, or follow Satan's decietful claim?
I struggle, it's a war within me
Very much in a time that no longer holds moral standards high and dear
What they show on television
A silent monster, a ravenous spirit
Gleeming, a wry smile on it's charcoal black lips
Slowly engulfing the viewer's spirit into its sin
No wonder they say to "be careful of what you see and what you hear"
This knowledge that our minds are not able to handle
That such a passion between a man and a woman
Should be kept
Should be holy
What is holy they say
Do we need it they laugh
Just like in the book of Proverbs
The foolish chooses to be blind to wisdom
Although wisdom is what we really need
So Lord, I choose You
I choose to please Your heart
I choose to be pure
Because of Your grace now I can be as white as snow
This battle can be won,
But only with You and by You.
Sanctify me, clean out my closet
Take away anything that is not pleasing to You
Purify me
Destroy all my anger
Wash away everything that is not pleasing to You
I will be white as snow
I will be pure as gold
Jesus my heart must know
That i'm pleasing to You
I give my life, my all
Taking the cross
I will follow
Jesus my heart must know
That i'm pleasing to You
Sanctify me
You are the light to guide me
To the place where I am,
Only pleasing to You
Oh come and purify me Lord
So that the darkness leaves
And i can be pleasing to You
Come make me white as snow
Lord make me pure as gold
Jesus my heart must know
I'm pleasing to You
I give my life my all
Taking the cross I will follow
Jesus my heart must know
I'm pleasing to You
I would say, that in every generation. there will be those same temptations. The lust of the eyes, the lust of the flesh and the pride of man. I used to think that the world then, eras before would have been more pure.
More sanctified than the era that we're living in now.
It has always been there.
It's just out in the open now.
You see it everywhere. What used to be done behind close doors , in secret
It's all out in the open, for all to know and for all to see
Maybe, it has become far more worse.
But it has been written about in the old testaments. Spanning thousand and thousand of years.
The desires of the world has been the same and will always be the same.
It will continue slamming on your face.
So how do we turn away
How do we set ourselves apart
In a place where sadly, moral values and standards are falling apart
Where God's standards are not thought about
Where no one gives a care on how it was first made to be
How God had fashioned it, intended it
It has become the usual, the norm
Everybody is doing it, you say
So why can't I too?
But let us not falter, let us not be decieved
There are some things that should not be played with
Some things are not meant to be experimented on
Some things that was intended to be beautiful should not be made ugly.
Do we want love or do we want lust?
Do we want a soul, a spirit so pure, or a life filled with filth and guilt
Do we want to hold our head up high, or hang it down in shame?
Do we want to please God's heart, or follow Satan's decietful claim?
I struggle, it's a war within me
Very much in a time that no longer holds moral standards high and dear
What they show on television
A silent monster, a ravenous spirit
Gleeming, a wry smile on it's charcoal black lips
Slowly engulfing the viewer's spirit into its sin
No wonder they say to "be careful of what you see and what you hear"
This knowledge that our minds are not able to handle
That such a passion between a man and a woman
Should be kept
Should be holy
What is holy they say
Do we need it they laugh
Just like in the book of Proverbs
The foolish chooses to be blind to wisdom
Although wisdom is what we really need
So Lord, I choose You
I choose to please Your heart
I choose to be pure
Because of Your grace now I can be as white as snow
This battle can be won,
But only with You and by You.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Finally met my poly buds last saturday at jee's 21st bbq get-together last saturday.
:D missed them so much, we catched up, shared intimate/girl-stuff stories despite the many people walking around us. How fast have we moved into another phase in life. Cheryl's an O.T. nurse, Fa's working in A & E, Khairiya and Jee's in Neuro and both Prim and I are in Paeds.
We enjoyed the breeze and the food. Jee's nenek cooks GOOD rendang!
Darsh couldn't join us 'cos she had an accident one week back and could not walk. She fell into a longkang. Not a joking matter 'cos her tendon tore, but it's just like her to fall into a longkang laaa. :D Another babe i miss so much.
My slippers tore around the time we wanted to leave, and was struggling to fix it back so i could at least decently walk up to the main road, Jee's family chose a bbq pit right near the end of the park!
Prim had to remind me about the other time my slippers tore at Marina Square! I sat at Mac's while Ya and Prim buy me new slippers!
My footwear always choose the unlikeliest of time to break. And always when i'm out with friends. Haha. Better with friends than when i'm alone.
So, just when i was pretty much prepared to walk barefooted out of the park, Ya's boyfriend offered to try to fix it. And fix it well he did!
It was beyond repair seriously. Still he cut a hole through my slipper, slip the top in and secured it underneath with a rubber band!
SMART!!!! He totally saved my face! :D
We left the park close to 12. Took the last bus to Pasir Ris MRT and got a cab from there since there was no more transport. Dad called me and he was fuming mad, there's this unspoken curfew that my dad has got for me. He never really imposed a time for me to be home by, just as long as it's not too late.
That's when i start thinking why is it that although i'm almost an adult, i'm still not allowed that freedom. It's not like i choose to stay out late everynight/ smeak out of the house. I come home. I get pissed when shift ends late and mum demands to know why i'm home so late and i have got to explain yet again that my work is not like those 9-5 jobs that the moment it turns 5 i can leave straightaway.
Hmm, but i'd rather have concerned parents to parents who can't be bothered at all.
Anyway, God "gave" me a good taxi driver. Right after Dad called me (he probably could hear Dad's angry, loud tone) he drove faster, when we reached my place he asked if i wanted him to turn into the carpark and i said he could just dropped me off at the bustop and he actually waited at the bustop until i got into the lift!
Now that's service from the heart. :D
One year has passed and it's a whole new year now
I've got a feeling this year's gonna zoom by me fast
Need to learn to enjoy every moment.
To soak in and take each day as a gift from God (:
Another year, another gift of life.
Another year to do His will, the question's not "what has 2009 got in store for me"
Rather its "what do i have in store for 2009"
Is this year gonna be a year of difference and of change, be it small or big
Or is this year just gonna be like any other year slowly sinking into oblivion
:D missed them so much, we catched up, shared intimate/girl-stuff stories despite the many people walking around us. How fast have we moved into another phase in life. Cheryl's an O.T. nurse, Fa's working in A & E, Khairiya and Jee's in Neuro and both Prim and I are in Paeds.
We enjoyed the breeze and the food. Jee's nenek cooks GOOD rendang!
Darsh couldn't join us 'cos she had an accident one week back and could not walk. She fell into a longkang. Not a joking matter 'cos her tendon tore, but it's just like her to fall into a longkang laaa. :D Another babe i miss so much.
My slippers tore around the time we wanted to leave, and was struggling to fix it back so i could at least decently walk up to the main road, Jee's family chose a bbq pit right near the end of the park!
Prim had to remind me about the other time my slippers tore at Marina Square! I sat at Mac's while Ya and Prim buy me new slippers!
My footwear always choose the unlikeliest of time to break. And always when i'm out with friends. Haha. Better with friends than when i'm alone.
So, just when i was pretty much prepared to walk barefooted out of the park, Ya's boyfriend offered to try to fix it. And fix it well he did!
It was beyond repair seriously. Still he cut a hole through my slipper, slip the top in and secured it underneath with a rubber band!
SMART!!!! He totally saved my face! :D
We left the park close to 12. Took the last bus to Pasir Ris MRT and got a cab from there since there was no more transport. Dad called me and he was fuming mad, there's this unspoken curfew that my dad has got for me. He never really imposed a time for me to be home by, just as long as it's not too late.
That's when i start thinking why is it that although i'm almost an adult, i'm still not allowed that freedom. It's not like i choose to stay out late everynight/ smeak out of the house. I come home. I get pissed when shift ends late and mum demands to know why i'm home so late and i have got to explain yet again that my work is not like those 9-5 jobs that the moment it turns 5 i can leave straightaway.
Hmm, but i'd rather have concerned parents to parents who can't be bothered at all.
Anyway, God "gave" me a good taxi driver. Right after Dad called me (he probably could hear Dad's angry, loud tone) he drove faster, when we reached my place he asked if i wanted him to turn into the carpark and i said he could just dropped me off at the bustop and he actually waited at the bustop until i got into the lift!
Now that's service from the heart. :D
One year has passed and it's a whole new year now
I've got a feeling this year's gonna zoom by me fast
Need to learn to enjoy every moment.
To soak in and take each day as a gift from God (:
Another year, another gift of life.
Another year to do His will, the question's not "what has 2009 got in store for me"
Rather its "what do i have in store for 2009"
Is this year gonna be a year of difference and of change, be it small or big
Or is this year just gonna be like any other year slowly sinking into oblivion
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