Songsoothe

9th December (Tuesday) - Crikey, I'm so knocked out to the point when I came back home, the first thing I did was sleep on my beloved pillow. Goodness. Well, if you had been doing Datin's dressing for more than an hour continuously... Not easy on first attempts, but practice makes perfect. But today is wow. These few days I haven't been assigned to Datin, so usually I won't do the dressing. But today one girl who was assigned to her tried to do her dressing, one look at her and she said, "No, I don't want you to do my dressing. You either get me the Chinese girl or the Kelantanese girl." The girl did came to find me and relayed what the Datin had told her. well, I can't exactly say no, can't I? Although the Kelantanese girl offered to do the dressing for me, depending who's free. So I went over to take a peek and found her just ready to soak her legs. Oh well. Better quickly eat my brunch before she call.
Just nice, with only a quarter of my porridge left, she got the attendant girl to call me. Once famished, I went into her room once preparing everything ready in the dressing trolley. It's good thing I already did her dressing many times so more or less, I don't have to refer to the list of equipments needed. Her wound is looking so much better now, last time it was all just necrotic skin and slough, now it's all raw and dead skin peeling, but Prof actually wanted the dead skin to peel to reveal the raw mass underneath so that it can granulate and process new skin. The Sister and Prof came in while I was cleaning one leg and she nodded her approval at me trying to get all the dead skin out by doing circular motions. Then Datin surprised me by giving a good feedback about me to the Sister, "I like some of the girls like her. She takes her time to clean my legs and she does it properly. Whenever she does it, my legs doesn't sting much from the salt and I am able to walk." I feel a glow of happiness. I will admit, once again, that I'm totally useless at most parts, but when it comes to my job, I do it with dedication and patience for one reason only : For my patients to get well and discharge. The Sister nodded and said, "Well, she's new." But Datin still complimented me, nevertheless, along with some other girls. Crikey, she knows all our name. Well, not surprising. She may look like she's not bothered, but she's certainly observant. I once removed my name tag for her dressing because the name tag was in the way when I do dressing. But being the only Chinese girl in the ward, there's nowhere for me to run, especially with my "China Girl" looks. A patient once did a double-take and said, "You're beautiful" when I attended to her.
Sometimes I find myself being hammered down by patients' demands or pressure, and I remembered a brief statement made by the CI, "Sing, it sometimes helps soothe your stress level." Nowadays I find myself humming to some of my songs in my mp3, even singing some oldies that I learnt from my friend's wedding. Now I can't stop singing "Beautiful Sunday", "Sealed With A Kiss" and "Top Of The World", throw in some of the AC/DC, ABBA and some J-Pop in the list and we're all set. At least I'm not dancing, it'll be too funny.  
Before I forget, a shout out to my sister who's birthday is today. God bless ye.