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Monday, June 11, 2007

Blood was spilt today - literally!

Gleefully took a load of blood from someone, and didn't realise that the lid on one of the tubes was loose. So, as I was waving the tubes around, the whole load just splattered on the floor. There was this split second of stunned silence - me, my colleague, my senior, the patient. And the patient's little girl came trotting in, and omg. She started freaking out. Utterly embarassing.

Was a little tired, but still went for tonight's class. I participated a little (simply cos the girls were doing the transfer jump so horribly), and ended the night off with our usual big bouncy ball game. This time, it was Monkey. Shit. Now my inner thigh's aching. I know I'll regret it tomorrow - my real dance practice tomorrow night, followed by night call on Wed. Shit.

Wenky
10:39 PM
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