Having fun

I must really apologise to all the nurses i've grumbled abt or showed 'black face' to in the past when they ask me to set plugs.
Cos now i'm grappling with a whole other kettle of fish.
A phenomenon i like to call - The Amazing Disappearing plug, plugs that disappear in the blink of an eye, before one can even mention the words "flush the plug".

Anyway, Im just glad i'm getting out of the madhouse soon. And into a few more days of organized bloodsucking before my leave.. yay!

We just had our Mid-Trimester gathering and had quite a good turn out.
And we’re even thinking abt making it into a two weekly affair, machiam like antenatal follow-up.
I’m love working with such a friendly and fun group of colleagues. I really missed that when I left GS.

And in this posting, it’s close to impossible NOT to socialize.

No matter what time i turn up for lunch (anytime betw 12 to 2) I will always meet people i know in kopitiam (for a combi of reasons of us taking a loooonng lunch break and us having staggered lunch timings in accordance to our workload, of cos the slacker pple can just park their butts at the table for the whole two hours and book seats for the rest)

When I was in a slacker ward previously, Mf and I used to meet up with the usual suspects for breakfast spontaneously. We just naturally gravitate towards the waffle stall after we finish our changes.

And I used to join afternoon rounds everyday, ie. I would go round the other wards to either offer help or get herded along for ice-cream rounds.

I almost cried tears of gratitude the other day when friends pop up unannounced in your ward and silently help to clear up the mountain of stuff on the nursing counter. These angels really kept me sane when i'm the only one left holding the fort in the madhouse.

I had the most fun in the labour ward though, amidst the odd Caesar and of cos, the MANY episiotomies, this was what my partner (in crime) and I got up to:

- laughing hysterically at any and everything (even the clerk and the midwives ask us why we’re always so happy)
- eating “ang ku kuehs” (this is such an obscure reference made by Ws that I think only us and the midwives who hear us laughing abt it knew)
- disappearing for breakfast after rounds everyday (a habit strongly encouraged by our Mo). Sometimes the nurses take great joy in surreptitiously letting us know that they know we went off “Dr Lee, when you come back up, can you….” Or “Is the other HO also with you?” and sometimes, not so surreptitiously, “Dr Lee, you at break is it!”
- talking crap with the many poor thing friends who turn up with CTGs in tow
- taking photos of the poor thing friends and the even more poor thing MO
- "following" for each other .. heehee
- throwing a pizza party!! on own turf where sadly we labour ward pple missed cos we were too busy and had to accept help from our frenz to gulp down a few pieces of very cold pizza
- attempting to look 'meredith grey'-ish becoz not out of coolness but becos we were just simply too cold


I love my Labour Ward gang!