My story,My life

Monday, September 13, 2010

I think I should be happy.
Compared to the others, I guess they're already stressing on the first day.
I feel the stress too.
And I started my day laughing from 8-4pm. Till my classmate asked, "Why are you so happy?"
My day was like sms, sms, Still sms.
But the whole hospital not a single trained staff, not like Sgh where we got the trained staff nurse who can guide us along.
Not a single clinical instructor.
We can only depend on lecturers.

Unique Wheelchair Ramp
I was so surprise to see this here!
The Mediacorp love this place!
Hehe(:

8am, enter ward. And you can hear all the shouting.
It sounded like IMH.
No one entertain us. They're busy serving medication.
Approached and was asked to wait outside.
8am...8.10...8.20...8.30...8.30...8.40...8.50...9am
We did nothing but Cam-whore!

My Respect ward!(:

9am, And off we went for a talk.
.......And while waiting.

POCKY helps.

Waited for director of BVH,
Hello.
Director pls.
When then can I see the director of SGH?

She started her story-telling.
Her father-in-law, 91 years old still strong.
Her brother-in-law, got a nursing home in JB.
Her mother........
Till 1145am.

BREAK TIME!!!

Sleepy mode- Happy mode.
Wtf, I need my lunch!
Fungry pls.
Bowen Secondary School, You saved us.
When we grow older, we tends to have a bigger stomach and higher standard of living.
We need better food.
Secondary school tasted terrible too.
But at least some meat for missy June.
And awesome, strictly no meat in this BVH.

85 patients VS 5 Student Nurses.
10 patients VS 1 patient. I mean 10 cannot talk, ignore, cant be bothered. Vs One patient who can talk.
30 Students VS 2 lecturer.
85 patients VS >35 NG tube *Faint
85 patients VS 85 Diapers *FUCK MY LIFE!

You need patience.
I always thought I can talk to them whenever I am bored or something.
June, thinking too much. Geron is really Geron.
They cant talk.
Just too old.
And again, I feel so stress.
I got big difficulties in communicating with all the elderly.
I went around with my Hello, She started her shouting and crying.
Bang wall, Am I that scary?

With hokkien, teochew...
Cantonese somehow makes me feel so happy.
Started my,"How are you?" In cantonese.
.... Waiting for a reply.
Look at me, *N-O R-E-P-L-Y*

I am still trying to survive in this ward.

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