26th August (Tuesday) - Today was supposed to be the day of following the CI, but due to sudden unforeseen circumstances, I ended up becoming a runner whereas my other two friends become runners in the other ward. So, the day started off with sponging and doing bed-making. After that, because we were short on attendants, I have to transfer the patients back and forth (usually with a senior staff, and also as a chance to get to know the place well). Since I'm a runner, I also need to do admissions and observations. Today originally we have very little patients at first, but then admissions keep coming in. Some for op, some for medicines. So I was running one admission after another after I complete each one. I'm also expected to write reports. Because the senior staffs are all busy, I have no choice but to rely on my wits and apply what I had learnt. I guessed my report must be good enough since none of the senior staff said anything.
I was also given the chance to follow a professor on his rounds. He looks really worn out, all sweaty as though he had been running a marathon. Bless him, apparently he literally ran from the other side of the building to the wards. Well... That explains it.
After each admissions are done, during noon time, I alternate between answering the phone calls and answering the call bells. Usually to assist patients in something or picking up phone calls and answering the request or taking a message.
During my lunch time, which I'm horribly late due to last minute admissions before lunch time, I talked to one of the senior staffs who was drinking lemon water. She said she often squeezes keeps slices of lemon to make lemon water to help in her digestion of oil and protein. If you had often been to Chinese restaurants, you'll notice that after oily food like fried pork, the staff will serve you tiny glass of lemon juice to help in digestion of the oily protein. I replied that it's a really nice idea, except lemons are really expensive.She then told me instead of throwing your lemon slices after one round, you should always keep re-using them til the slices are all spoiled. What a great idea. I'm going to keep all my lemon slices from now on. Then somehow we got to the topic of going outdoors, and I told her that when I was a student, I was often frightened of going out because my college was in a sort of end area surrounded by really bad... according to the staff nurse's words, sickos. She said she had been there before, and she said she felt sorry for us. And especially in the Shah Alam area where there are really horrible people that targets young girls and drag them into their car. They don't care if you are plain or pretty, rich or poor, just as long as you are female. The worst part of all is they do not want your money. Oh no. They only want to...to put it in a word, spoil you. Or defile. The nurse shake her head sadly and said that's the problem with society these days. And because these people were high on drugs, their sexual needs become high. How horrible. I guess that's why my parents never let me go out alone, even if it's for going out to a nearby shopping complex to buy books.
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