The Pensieve

Today Boss was so pissed I thought he was going to pee in his pants, literally.

So by his request, I shall blog about it:

One of his patients has not been able to be discharged because the nursing home had not approved the application, so Boss decided to take matters into his own hand and call up… here’s the reply he got:

NH staff: “Sorry, the application not approved because patient not cleared of *MRSA.”

Boss: “But we’ve faxed a lab report over already, no MRSA.”

NH staff: “Oh, the report says ‘MRSA not isolated’, we don’t understand such medical terms, so we cannot process the application.”

Boss: “Not isolated means don’t have lah!”

NH staff: “Sorry, we don’t understand such medical terms, you have to fax a memo over saying patient is cleared of MRSA.”

Boss: !!!?!?!?!

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Sigh. When did ‘not isolated’ become a medical term?
And I wonder if it’s still a good idea to send the patient to that particular nursing home.

*MRSA or methicillin-resistant staph aureus is a bug that is only sensitive to vancomycin; pts who have this bug have to be isolated, thus they are usually not accepted into nursing homes.

On a Saturday morning at morning rounds…

Consultant: Ok, so how is the ABG for Mr P?
(meanwhile, his three kids, looking like age 3,5 and 6 twirl along the bug-filled corridors, the youngest kid, a cute brown gal grabs onto her dad’s trouser leg)

Reg: Oh it’s normal…
(all the time, the edges of his mouth are twitching as if trying not to laugh)

Me: … … …
(making funny faces behind those two men)

The brown kid’s shoe falls off and the con stoops to put it back on.

I marvel at the dexterity of his actions.

Reg: Hey, your kid’s got the left shoe on the right.

Con: Yah, I know, but I don’t have time for that now, I’ll change it later.

Me: !!!!!
(oh my, I’m a woman yet I didn’t even spot that!)

Kudos to paternal instincts.

My mood is now distinctly foullll…

A Prayer for the Stressed

Grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage
to change the things I cannot accept,
And the wisdom
to hide the bodies of those I had to kill today because they got on my nerves.

And also, help me to be careful of the toes I step on today,
as they may be connected to the feet I may have to kiss tomorrow.

Help me always to give 100% at work…
12% on Monday,
23% on Tuesday,
40% on Wednesday,
20% on Thursday
and 5% on Friday

And help me to remember…

When I’m having a bad day
and it seems that people are trying to wind me up,
it takes 42 muscles to frown,
28 to smile
and only 4 to extend my arm and smack someone in the mouth!

Found this in the medical student lounge… (Don’t ask me what I was doing there haha)

This is by far Reichs’ most intriguing work in her series that features Dr Temperance Brennan, anthropologist. In this latest novel, Dr Brennan sets about to uncover the identity of a young girl’s remains, from a region familiar to her and her best friend, who’d mysteriously disappeared years ago. We also see more of her sister, who is just about the opposite of Tempe, being frivolous, flamboyant and decidedly rash. The story is about 6 missing girls and an investigation which introduces us to the world of child pornography. Quite grotesque, really, but the ending is one of Reichs’ best, as there is such a delightful twist and an interesting insight into human nature.

Well, the one good thing that came out of my MC is I’ve completed my travelogue.

Click -> HERE to view it!

Email me if you want the password.

Cheers! *OUCH*

Poor me, I’m on MC!

Can you believe this?!?!?! I so rarely ever take MC! And I’ve finally broken my no MC record at work! :(

Got a super duper bad back pain, sometimes I can even feel those bones popping, I don’t know what precipitated it. Maybe it was walking OKL…. or maybe it’s the way I always get twisted up with my bedsheets at night. Sigh.

I can’t walk and when I get up from sitting position, I am like bent over like Liang Po Po. Sigh. I’ve loaded up on anarex and ponstan but it doesn’t work too well. I fear my SIPS will get a taste of doing IM injection for me. Not on my butt, over my dead body! hahaha…

Visited the staff clinic today, the doc says I’ve got UTI?!?! But I dun have dysuria and other symptoms leh… She says I’ve got suprapubic pain. Actually I told her, it’s like pain all over cuz you press so hard lah! wa lao… Watever, I’m on augmentin now… Sigh. My RIF is beginning to hurt too so maybe it’s some ovarian thingy.

On MC till Wed, so back to work on Thursday.

Feel so bad to abandon my fellow HO (after he had to dong for 1.5 weeks cuz I was on leave)
and really big thank you for JM for taking over my call tomorrow!!!

I’m BACK! Updates on my trip soon!

It’s back to work tomorrow!

REVIEWS WHEN I GET BACK!

(I so do not want to go back to work.)

Omg, I just had a brainwave!

I’ve always wanted to know how to play the piano… but I guess now is a bit too difficult to squeeze in time for fixed lessons and there still stands the humongous problem of BUYING the piano.

So… I was thinking, could someone sort of create a keyboard (for piano) that’s the same as the keyboard for computer?

Haha, I reckon I wouldn’t need to relearn a different sort of ‘fingering’ lolz…

Just me being lazy here (albeit innovative).

I’m also pretty sure that there’s a software out there which allows pple to mix music and play songs on keyboard!!!

Genre: Comedy
Rating: ***/5

It seems like there’s a trend towards films starring a strong man being bulldozered over by little people. Remember the Pacifier? Daddy Day Care? A whole host of other equally entertaining movies centered over the same theme… Nevertheless, these are good family entertainment and definitely something that qualifies as relaxation during my much needed break.

Madison Pettis plays the precocious sometimes too-smart-talking-for-her-own-good kiddo of 8, who goes in search of her Dad (Dwayne Johnson) and turns his life upside-down. Then there comes all the typical pranks and messes kids create and shows how the new Dad tries to integrate her into his life…

Later on it’s revealed that her Mum had actually passed away 6 months ago, and yea, though I know this is a movie where it’s all just acting, I can’t help wondering at how resilient young children can be when reacting to the death of their parent.

I was reading this book where a four-year-old loses both her parents, but then she apparently is able to gradually adjust to life with her new guardians. Hmm… Perhaps we’ve got to give this little munchkins more credit. Perhaps it’s us these meddlesome adults who think that all these little tiny people are unable to handle news such as the death of a parent. True, they’ve got to adjust, but somehow, I think that kids, with less well-developed emotional- um… (I don’t know how to put it), they might just prove to be more adept at handling such devastating information.

Hmm, something to chew over rite?