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Monday, October 16, 2006

After 3 weeks of madness in my old ward, I suddenly find myself in a totally different situation - UTTER BOREDOM. From 20 patients per person, the 2 of us are now sharing a grand total of .... 9 patients. Yes, NINE. i.e., my afternoons are spent looking at my watch and wondering why time passes so slowly.

It would have been alright, just that it's marred by tonight's call. I hate night calls. Oh, have I not mentioned that already? I don't see why they can't arrange for doctors' work to be in shifts, like the nurses. I suppose these people never do think of simple solutions, do they?

Feeling all upset now. Time creeps like a handicapped snail when you are in absolute limbo. At least in other places, we'd have avenues to hide out and rest in all mannerisms and distasteful contortionisms available. But noo .. I'm now just doing sit-napping in one of the ward rooms. What about the call rooms? HA HA HA. (Say that again, this time in a disgruntled tone) The 2 IDIOTIC students on call last night didn't return the keys. How very nice.

Wenky
2:45 PM
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