Third posting

I have a love-hate relationship with CTGs.

I get really irritated when the nurses call me for CTGs, especially just after I made a trip down to LW and especially after I made a point of asking at least 3 times if there are any more CTGs.
But also it’s ridiculous the amount of joy I get when I manage to grab an unsuspecting MO to sign without spending too much time or trouble. Got one MO always say to me, “wah! I come and review my patient in the ward liddat also can get captured by you.”
So you can imagine I nearly wept tears of joy when post-call Prof actually said to me, “come come are those CTGs signed? I sign for you!”


It’s been close to 2weeks now, they put me in the slackest ward and still I’m not very used to how things get done here:

- why do we have to label the forms ourselves (I accept that here I have to do every single FBC, UECr but how come I have to sign and label forms too? Have I been too spoilt by the SGH nurses, can’t remember if I used to paste stickies and label forms in changi)
- why do we have to chop chop our name on every single freakin thing we touch?
- why we are not expected to manage patients at all

Anyway I’ve learnt (thru the hard way) not to think too much but to just carry out the orders like robots, and periodically look inwardly at my brain to see that it’s still around.
It’s a nice reprieve from Medicine so I’m not going to complain (too much) but I foresee a thick layer of rust coating my brain at the end of 4 months.

I’m very sad to realize that all my blog entries in the recent 8mths have been abt work, and nothing else. So my resolution here is to try my best to change that. In other words, to get myself a life.