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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Back to service.

Back to internship again in an all-male ward which was the same ward that my late grandpop rested, and it felt like I was there all over again holding his hand after he took his last breath. I couldnt help but to stare at bed 5 every single time I walked past and there lay an uncle and I was hesitating if I should just go up to him and sigh heavily, "You know my grandfather died on this bed?" *cue glistening tears and run away dramatically with sobbings. I know, I am such a bad kid but I didnt do it! Can you imagine the amount of paperwork I have to do if he asked for a transfer of bed..

So first day of work and we need to be orientated by our preceptor(s) for 789324732487423th times and I even know where they kept the disposable shavers (I have my eyes on them for quite sometime). I thought I would never see today but I was quite surprised at the identity of my preceptor! She is a senior clinical instructor (CI) and I knew her back then 5 years ago! SQ was still a quite fresh graduate staff nurse back then. I was 15 - young, innocent, sweet, lesbian of course and quite ugly but adorable and I had a crush on SQ. I was still just a St John's girl and interning at the same hospital as well and like a puppy I followed her and she taught me alot and I was crazily infatuated with her! I used to dream about us being together.. okay you know the gist of it. So my internship back then had to end and she gave me her namecard and till date I still have it!

So I saw her today I couldnt recognized her because 1) I grew alot more taller. 2) She stopped wearing spectacles 3) She looked so much better now 4)I didnt think of SQ in the first place. So some colleague just went, "Hey S!" I turned my head immediately and it just dawned on me that.. she is SQ... I spent 25minutes staring at her and whispering to my friends, "Omg I cant believe it." Then I shifted to this stunningly beautiful doctor at SQ's background. And I spent another 20 minutes gorging my eyes out at the doctor and whispering to my frends, "OMG SO GORGEOUS." In that 45 minutes, SQ was doing the orientation and my heart was everywhere else in the ward except listening to the orientation.

(Funny I should be talking about work but I cant stop being a lesbian and talk about women. )

Ok so I am assigned to my team and I am stucked with like two Chinese nationals... which is horrible because I had to explain to them what was NSTEMI (Non-ST-Segment Elevation Myocardial Infarction) in Chinese. And I have 3 more weeks to go.. So I have a couple of interesting patients.

(P- Patient, Ju - Me, N - Nurse on duty)

Patient 1 (Schizophrenic)

Scenario 1

P: I live in IMH (Institute of Mental Health), I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH (continues chanting for another 5 minutes)

Ju: Ho lah wa zai lah. (Yes I know)

P: Hmmmm

P: I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH (continues chanting)

N: *Stares. I know okay, now keep quiet.

P: Hmm..

Ju & N continues serving medication.

P: I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH, I live in IMH....

Scenario 2

Ju: Okay okay bathe ok.

P: Okay okay.

P takes off clothes and Ju encountered the penis of the day with Junior by the side watching.

Ju: Okay hot water ok.

P: Okay okay.

Showers him and passes him the 2-in-one shower/shampoo gel and directed him to wash his ..

Ju: Okay wash off ok?

P: Okay okay.

P fervently rubbed his hair and body with water splashing all over me.

I came out so wet that my shoes squeaked! www.wetalready.com (I think I am going to register this domain)

He is one funny chap and I think I am going to talk to him more tomorrow and hopefully he doesnt chant his favourites again. Saw an old patient of mine and he recognized me and started chatting about his legs again.... My friend and I had this pact that if we see our old patients more than 3 times we have to marry them. In fact I saw one of my old patients, Johnny twice for the last few internships and both of us were getting scared. His name isnt really Johnny but he looks really Johnny to me so hehehehehe... Another patient admitted for RTA (Road Traffice Accident), only 19 and total 2nd encounter of penis when they had to cut up his underwear. Seriously I get freaked out alot, but sometimes I would be curious as well since.....

HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!

So SQ & I had a chat and she remembered me. She remembered my name and she was thinking if it was me when she saw my name on the list. Its either I freaked her out back then or she has like lesbian tendencies as well... Oh well I have 3 weeks to confirm all my doubts. Trust me I am good at picking signs but hahaha not good at trusting my own signs! (But she looks at me when she's talking to a group of us all the time!)

Well, I am into surprises nowadays and I hope something happens within these 3 weeks.
So last weekend I have been into KTV-ing into the wee morning and mahjong-ing! It has been quite sometime since I have last touched those tiles.






I love mahjong! Dakota should try to learn how to play mahjong.

You know, (close friends do know) that in nature I am not forgiving at all but I am good at pretending/feigning ignorance/forgetting. If I couldnt forgive myself, what say you? You know after seeing through the people that you once loved, and you could never understand how and why they could do things to hurt you and claiming that they love you. Then strangely, their traits developed in you and you slowly get the clearer picture of the reasons why they did all these.

And the cycle never ends..

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