31st October (Friday) - Dashing in with just few seconds to spare as I slammed my finger to gain access for clocking in (or thumbing in), ran as though I'm being chased by wolves. Then finding out I went to the wrong ward, I ran to the other side and miracle of miracles, I'm still early. 5 minutes after that the morning shift TL finally came in and started the report. Whew, close call.
I thought the girl I'm working with is okay, turns out I'm being a naive simpleton, as always. She must've found out I was being too chummy with one of the senior staffs because she seems intent on making my life miserable. Making me super busy til my feet felt like falling off.
One of my biggest surprise was following one of the professors. I did not know who he was until too late, when he asked me for chemo protocol. Ohhhh, he's the one that tends to yell at people but...he's nice, I think. We had a nice chat, and I told him about how my dad refused to let me join the oncology field because he's worried that I'll become sterile. The prof made a "hmph" sound and said, "I started working in the Oncology field in 2002, and I got 2 kids. You don't see me sterile." Well, that's surprising. They way my dad kept going on, it's as though people who joined the oncology field end up becoming sterile. Huh, I'll have to let my dad know about this. It's going to take tons of convincing but maybe he'll get it.
Today is a busy day again. Patients are not heavy care, but it' a full house with one or two who needs attention. Lord knows but the 5th room lady is always pressing the dang bell for every little things. Sigh, keep cool keep cool.... Don't lose your temper over her, it's not worth it. Remember that crazy aunty who kept asking for attention and whom caused us all in trouble by bad mouthing us??? Stay cool...
Moving fast forward, nothing much happened besides sending patient to the OTs, and following profs. And I received a nice call from the other ward whom passed me a message by uncle who's finally being discharged. After 3 long months, he can finally go back. It's really sad that I won't be able to serve and care for him anymore, but I'm also glad that he is finally able to go home. I mean, who enjoy living in a hospital?
With all of the excitement I totally forgotten about Halloween. Happy Halloween everyone. Halloween is one of the rare times that I'll do a Halloween-themed art but since I'm working in the noon and I'm exhausted these past few days, all my writing and drawing had to be put on hold on a moment. On a brighter note, my mo-neh is in. I hope I can get Redeemed, if it has arrived.
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