The Pensieve

It’s a rare occasion that I have good dreams. But that night, I had a dream about rainbows. I’ve always loved rainbows, and AG used to sms me whenever s/he saw one and vice versa. It’s been ages since the one I saw made by the fountain in Plaza de España in Sevilla.

I love rainbows, because they’re so fleeting and therefore precious, and you’ve got to be really lucky to catch one! ‘Arcoiris’ is Spanish for rainbow, isn’t it a pretty word?

Here’re some photos on rainbows turning up at some of the least expected places. A reminder to us all that there’s something beautiful in everything we go through…

Plaza de España

KIV for next vacation

This is my favourite!

Sprinkler!!!

Now this is weird, dunno what cloud this is, and how it came about so dark at night…

Through my dreams…

Scene opens to a dark night… Wet pavement… My CG is having a tutorial with one of the female paeds doc from eh-hem (and it’s not DG). I’ve been asked to do a short case - and weirdly, my patient was a pair of shoes… and there I was going…

Me: This is a pair of slippers, it’s the thong-type and looks fairly new. I say this because the soles are not worn off, and the colours of the design appear rather fresh. I am unable to tell the pattern of wear or any abnormality in the patient’s gait because the soles are still quite new, and no patterns of wearing off are noted.

Paeds doc: and? what else? What did I teach you all the other time?

Me: Er… I would like to know whether the patient is a diabetic, because they are not supposed to be wearing this kind of slippers…

Paeds doc: Nooo…

Me: (oh no, wrong liao!)

Paeds doc: What is the gender of the patient! What is the size of the slippers huh!

Me: Ohhh… (aiyo, how can forget such basic things)

My CG looks on in silence and tries to be empathetic (think KD saying: I care for you… you know… ;) )

Owner of the slippers: Hey, where are my slippers huh? How come you all took my slippers without my permission?

Paeds doc: What did I tell you all about asking permission from the patient first? (staring daggers at the guys in my CG, cuz they were the ones who went to ransack the shoe rack)

And then my phone alarm rang, for once, it was a blissful sound to me…

I believe my crazy scary dreams have persisted all through paeds posting… Finally, the posting is almost done and I’ve gotten used to such horrid dreams that apart from mildly blunted affect and a shorter temper, I think I haven’t changed that much…

But I think it’s important to keep some semblance of a record, like what Corn told me to…

So…

1. I’ve noted that most of my dreams recently have a central theme of ‘rushing to get things done’. There is always this scenario:

Night time along Hougang Ave 1/St 21, the road right next to where I used to live… some cars along the road… opposite, is a bunch of shop houses, their fluorescent lights lending a bustling and cheerful appearance to the night time. So there I’ll be, trying to run across the road, to run along the shop houses towards the ex-interchange area, and thru the now-renamed Kovan mall and to the long long road right outside Kovan mrt… And yet, every single spurt, every single sprint I make seems to be RETARDED by some kind of force… It’s like trying to run in water. And all through the night I will be doing this kind of futile running… only to be woken up in the morning super un-refreshed…

The latest horrible dream had a slight change of theme. Normally it’s people getting killed or dying in my dreams… things like falling off cliffs and whatnots, but this time round, I dreamt that I was somehow given this weird order to retrieve two hares from the hunting grounds… so when I got there, there were sooo many dying hares around, and I tried to get hold of two already dead ones… becuz at least they wouldn’t squirm. But alas, all still half-alive… so I lifted one up and I could feel it squirming and making all those tormented noises. AND YOU KNOW WHAT I DID?

I put down the hare, grabbed the neck and dislocated the cervical spine! Peaceful death at least, but I just can’t imagine myself doing that in real life! EWWWWW…. I am so mortified!

I woke up thinking about Lady MacBeth and the spot on her fair hand that all the sweet perfumes of Arabia would not sweeten! -_-

2. Second odd dream. I dreamt that I was somewhere in the hospital and I was doing some life clerking with Dr CPC at the side… Yea, somehow, I knew it was him, cuz I rem dreaming about those spectacles he wears… Anyway, the kid I was clerking was bald (almost like those kids undergoing chemo), but very cute, and had some bruises on him… It so happens that the kid I dreamt of is a kid I know in real-life… somehow the diagnosis was some weird XLR dz that leads to some kind of leukemia thingy… and I woke up in horror when Dr CPC said: Ok, this is a very interesting and complicated case, you go prepare to present in meeting on 22nd!

And then I woke up.

Interestingly, upon calculation, I realised that 22/2 is the day of our clinical test!

i spent most of the weekend being confused…

like, i studied the wrong chapter… monday’s interactive session is on immunisations but i was swotting immunology on friday instead. -_-

had such weird dreams today…
first i dreamt that i was walking around this lab looking place, where all the docs have their work desks… then john yam suddenly offers to give mass tutorial for paeds, er… and which was extremely confusing to me… and then i had to go find out how to book an LT and pass the message around to all the paeds pple… *stressful time* and somehow there was this errol who was hovering around the background, dunno what he was doing… like we all know ‘only god and errol knows what he’s up to’ <- this is the new -in- phrase in my cg. heh.

then the scene changed… i was in TTSH canteen, trying to buy an apple. but i kept going to the wrong stall… then i was supposed to be having tuna sandwich and apple for lunch but weirdly, this plate of noodles appeared as my lunch. ewww… then weirdly, i was at a table with stanley, sadh and yuwen. and i think liatleng, and jessica were hovering around… this is SOOO odd. somehow, it was discovered that the noodles belonged to jessica.

weird weird weird.

i think i can interpret it as such:
1. i hate paeds more than i realise
2. i miss O&G
3. i’m stressed up about elective
4. i wanna eat noodles?
5. i’m just too stressed up

btw, i rem someone told me to ‘relax ok’, in response to my post on anger mx.

well… if you’re a guy, it’s best NEVER to say ‘relax’ to a girl, any girl… not even your mother. it’s really one of those taboo things…

there’re some other taboos… but i’ll leave that for another entry, when i have more time to think of crap rather than syndromes. sighz.