*Some things may sound awful or depressing, so please don't speculate or send hate. This is just me sharing my thoughts.
Ah, one week break is over, how times flies, and we are almost to November, the year end. Well, this year is not a good year for everyone, overall, myself included, so I'll be super glad when it's all over, except the corona AKA Miss Rona is here to stay for a while, most likely for the next two years, according to the doctors. Hard to say, it's a shame that none of us could visit our friends or travel, but safety first.
I am always a little nervous coming back to work after a long break, because sometimes I'm worried I may not be able to catch up. I shouldn't have been worried, because even though I'm not familiar with the patients who came for dressing this round, I'm still able to hold on my own, because the dressings are still the same. Aquacel, manuka honey, you name it...
Even though EMCO has been enforced on the 22nd, the moment I stepped into work after clocking in, I saw a lot of people waiting for the doctors. This is why I don't believe in the whole "No one will ever come out during MCO because everyone is scared of Miss Rona." I beg to differ, you may not see tons of cars up and about, but according to some of my colleagues whom I talk to, I asked them are shopping malls as empty as people upload in social media, they gave me funny looks. "You do know that as long as the shops are open, people will still go shopping..." I've seen many clothes shop closed, most of them shifted to online because not many people want to come and try clothes (Social distancing and sharing clothes, you know... Even though I know most shops sanitize the clothes after a person tries on each time...Better not to take the risk...), but essential shops such as the grocer's, pharmacy, eateries are still open. You do the math.
So I came into work, first thing I noticed was...Why is the whole room resembling the skylights of Manhattan? Then I saw that half of the ceiling looked as though it has been punched in, with one part of the wall full of exposed pipes. Oh geez. Good thing I have been running on the treadmill and doing yoga, so I was able to manoeuvre (or as I often said when the room looks packed, gymnastics) my way around. Maybe one day I shall do a funny post on how do you qualify to be a healthcare professional, but I don't want people to start coming after me. Turns out some places are getting renovated, so they needed to do some repairs.
Being back into work, there's bound to be drama. Healthcare is never drama-free, unless you count those two months of literal ghost town, but even then, ridiculous complaints kept coming in. One of the complaints was the most...weirdest thing I have ever heard. I am not sure if I have shared this story, but I'll just put it up here. Someone came to the ER without an appointment card and Identity Card, supposedly for a consultation but not on that particular date. When the staff downstairs asked for IC, this is what the person answered: (I wish I could say it's a joke, but it's real.)
I was only told to bring my appointment card, no one told me to bring my Identity Card.
Um, isn't it common knowledge to at least carry a minimum amount of cash, your IC, driver's license, and your mobile? When you go to the hospital, don't you at least carry the above mentioned, with the addition of your medical card, previous blood test and scan results, a referral letter from a GP? If the police catches you driving without a license, I don't think you are going to answer: "Oh I have no idea I have to bring my driver's license out when I'm driving." If I was the police on duty, I'll probably slap a fine instead of taking that excuse.
Today is rather tame, taking vital signs, dressing, taking off stitches, normal stuff, but one nonchalant comment rubs me the wrong way. I'm not going to specify who said it, but the conversation went something like this:
Person : My God, have you seen the cases lately? They been going up.
Me : Yeah, it's really scary. What a waste of our two (nearly three months) lockdown.
Person : Why are you so worried? You're so young, you're not going to get the virus. I'm twice your age, I should be more worried.
Me : (Not liking where this is going) You do realized that recently young people are getting the virus right?
Person : Yeah, but you are so young. Your antibodies should be strong. I don't even dare to go out to buy a loaf of bread...
Me: Um, as long as you wear your mask. social distance, do your hand washing, follow the SOP and don't loiter around, I think you'll be fine.
I'm going to have to put this out here. Miss Rona is not exactly prejudiced, nor picky with whoever she infects. The moment your immunity is low and you get into contact with someone who is unwell, or if you're unlucky and you happened to breathe in contaminated air, boom, you are down for the count. It doesn't matter how old you are. The person then went on on how we are expendable. In a way, yes, you are right. In most jobs, you are expendable, but you know which job where you are unexpendable? Writing. If there's no George R.R. Martin, no more Game of Thrones. If there's no J.K. Rowling, no more Harry Potter. Sure, you can get other authors to fill in the blank, but what the other author envisioned will be different from how the original author planned. Look what happened to Ian Fleming's ( James Bond) and Agatha Christie's (Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple) works. Some turned out fantastic, some not so, because we could never get what the original author had intended for the story to turn out. (I don't think the person is being mean or rude, just scared. When you are scared, your mind sometimes tends to go all over the place, so I didn't take it to heart)
Funny things had been happening when I was not around, things disappearing when we actually saw it just days ago, "Where's your Doctor Akira Sakurada (He's the protagonist of Seeing Red)? We need him to help solve some mysteries." Um, Akira is a doctor, first and foremost. Second, he never asked to be a detective, he was dragged into it. I don't think he will appreciate getting dragged into mysteries or murders.
I was supposed to attend a training today, but there was an emergency in the department. I won't go into detail so much, but basically someone had seizures. I'm surprised that we are all running frantically but the doctor was cool as a cucumber. "Okay girls, make sure you put him in the recovery position. One of you get the trolley and send him down, somebody stay with him, and I'll need someone whom I can pass the notes to." He's already a pioneer so I'm sure he's used to it.
An hour we were supposed to clock off for the day, the other building went on a sudden blackout. Again, everyone was asking me, "Where's Akira? Sudden blackout = Suspicious mystery." Oh, let's leave Akira alone, I don't think he wants to get involved in these kind of things. (It's a joke) Then there was a guy who came up to me and ask me how can he stop being so anxious. I won't go into much details here, but I did went through something like that once, I can only advice him: "Stop overthinking, occupy yourself by doing something that you love, take little steps each day." Writing has been a great therapy for me, baking is another. This is why I had often stressed I don't really mind if my books can't sell, but I always just wanted to hear how my stories make someone's day feel better, even though they aren't that great.
That sums up for today, sorry if there's any typos, my eyes are like half-closing right now.
Oh yeah, final point to add. Our MCO is extending till 9th November. What, you didn't see that coming?
*Today's case: 1240 (Seriously, STAY AT HOME!)
