The Pensieve

It came as a surprise when I received some flowers and a fruit basket thingy from the family of a patient under my team’s care who’d recently departed. I wouldn’t say we had achieved the perfect painless death, nor had the entire process gone as I would have wanted it to, thus my surprise… I guess it’s some sort of closure on the part of the family.

Anyway, my HO remarked that it’s times like this that should make me feel that I’m finally being appreciated for something. I used to think that these little thanks should make my day, but oddly, I think I don’t really feel that rewarded at all.

My happiest day was yesterday, when this patient who had a horrid long 1 month stay complicated by almost 12 issues on the problem list finally managed to get discharged! I didn’t need the family to say thanks or even his cute tiny wife to grab me, but I just felt so happy. :) :) :) Of course, it was great that I could then avoid those awkward breakfast moments where the ah-ma tried to promote her grandson (and vice versa). *god that was embarrassing*

On the other hand, I had a very eventful month working for a boss who was one of the most thorough, precise and clear-minded person I’ve ever met. I have to admit, it was a pain initially; but once I knew what he wanted and what he expected, working for him was the real reward! And can you believe it, those two days he wasn’t around actually made me miss rounds! (That’s a lot coming from someone who hates rounds!)

On a different tone, I have a sneaking suspicion that I can be made to like almost anything. It’s a bit scary right. How would I then ever know what I like. (An even more scary thing is, how would I know if I really liked a guy or that I was just reciprocating…ok but this is another thought for another time…) Seriously, I’m done with BGR for the moment. Better to concentrate my energies on studies and work.

I’ve always known my feelings were related to the songs I listen to. For eg. during a low point in life (a good example would be like a breakup) or during a special point of life (for eg. the time I spent in Hungary), my feelings would get woven into the music I happened to listen to then. In addition, I have the habit of listening to certain songs repeatedly, kind of put them on ‘cycling mode’. As a result, those certain songs were like a bank for my emotions during that period of time. Anyway, yes, as a result…. some of those albums do make me feel kind of weird when I play them. It takes quite a lot of ‘desensitisation’ for me to listen to them without feeling ‘emo’ again.

Anyway, I just realised that apparently my olfactory nerves are quite linked to my feelings as well. I should have known… I think I’m drawn to guys who wear Davidoff Coolwater. Haha… Back to the point. I have been waiting for L’Occitane to release their Jasmine Green Tea again cuz I like it best compared to the White Tea… and definitely don’t think the Green Tea’s suitable for me. So today when it came out, despite it not being available at duty-free (that’s a different issue), I bought it!!! And to my horror, when I tried it on again at home… OMG. HORRORS. I forgot I went through one of the worst downs during the period of time I was using it. -_- Goodness, now I have to design another desensitisation programme again!

Rating: ***/5

‘The Curious Case of Benjamin Button’ is a curious movie indeed. Despite being built upon a fantastical plot of a man who is born old and gets younger as time passes, the movie is actually quite realistic. Benjamin Button (Brad Pitt) is born a baby who looks like an old man, with all the conditions that plague the elderly, such as arthritis, dementia… Interestingly as he grows up, he starts getting younger (both in appearance and physique). This movie’s about him and the love of his life - Daisy, played by Cate Blanchett. Eventually, despite all odds, he does have a child with her, and sadly, he left mother and child knowing that eventually he would become a child himself as he grew older… They did meet again as he grew older in a child’s body… He regresses into a baby and is taken care by her… The saddest point of the movie was when Daisy held him in her arms (as a babe) and she said something like ‘and I knew at that point that he knew who I was’… That was right before he closed his eyes and then was no more… Can you imagine being a world weary, old man stuck in the body of a powerless, speechless baby?!

The entire film revolves around the theme of how ‘nothing lasts forever’, something quite bittersweet and romantic (if you’re into that sort of romance)… I think that instead of concentrating on how good things do not last forever, it serves to remind us to treasure what we have. It encourages us to make full use of the time we have on our hands, and to savour whatever life offers us at this moment in time.

Playing with my new ipod touch, my very own bday present to myself is a perfect alternative to counting sheep when i can’t sleep.

Have had problems zzzzzzing these days, think it’s simply cuz i hate to think of all that glorious time wasted! Btw sanz, i have trouble with ‘n’ while yrs is ‘z’.

The most interesting sight at vivo today wasn’t the very traditional chinese dance on stage but the sight of old uncles taking front row seats armed with their century old cameras and some video cams practically drooling on themselves. Should have taken a photo and put it up here!

Ok blogging with the touchscreen is really taxing!