my attachment: i've got along well with everyone.. i'm back to ward 53c and 72.
i love 53c's setting.. hope i'd be posted there for coming PRCP(3-4 months of very impt attachment). i'm good with everyone there.
ward 72; i got one word.. BLOODY HELL. ok.. impressively, i survived. we can't do much thing ther, coz it's too specialize in blood related discipline. you know, blood cancer, leukemia, blood disorder.. don't ask me whether is there any catch or not, coz everyone is warded for a reason. lucky enough, all my patients are females and they are exceptionally good with me only when coming to the last week of posting.. had not been for alethia, dhania and jiamin around i guess i'll be eaten up not by staff nurses BUT! that very infamous Jacintha David and Reshmah. that two f-ing bitch born in the year of dog. damn bitchy. make my blood boil only. *grrr* the staff nurses are busy with all their things and could only give us very minimal a& lite job task.. it's not work until very tired, it's too free until we're tt tired. the Nurse Manager - DAMN ON, man... jiamin knows why.. haha..
Depressed: the usual reason with the usual culprit.
FEVERSSSSSsss: i wanna say.. i'm damn scared during the period of my fevers.. that dizzy, headache, nausea, weak and helpless feelings.. i hope that someone would be there for me. he cannot come out tt day. however, on the night itself he could actually come and text me up tt he's going out with friends to volley tml. of all, instead of coming straight for me, to wanna take care of me or bother to visit me for the next day. he chose ENTERTAINMENT AND FUN out there. i'm feeling terrible deep down, inside out. i really dunno what to say. what angered & upset me more is tt, he further tell me about kbox after his volley. where i thought he'd learnt and remedized by looking me up after his freak ball games. the 2nd fever isn't high fever as the 1st, he nv did come though he got good 1hr and a half to get to my place from lot 1, with a slow-eating MacDonald meal pace that is good enough to fit in. he never came only till next day. i really hope someone could give me a good word to explain that hopelessness and feeling i had inside me then.
now.. i'm suspecting i got gastric problems. the kinda pain i dunno how to explain at stomach. it not totally those kinda "AIYO~ AIYO~ I'M DYING...!!" that kinda.. it's tolerable, but weird, but annoying.. for 2days already.. i'm dying soon.. i don't wish to live long anyway..
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