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A Note

I love flowers. I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises. I'm dainty and ambitious; really. I nurse others. There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.

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N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007 5:20 pm
Thoughts put to words.



Today was fun. Only the last part, during the time like an hour before we end work. All of us, the OT group and the A&E group were in the tutorial room, for scanning the PDA bar code thing. That took like 10 minutes. But we (the OT group) persuaded the rest, including Andy and Naz (the ones who scanned the bar codes) to stay with us until around 3.45pm, since we end at 4pm. We sign out at 3.45pm to 3.50pm like that. Hahaha. If only can do like this for the ward posting also.

Anyway, it was fun. Full of information (non-academic wise) and laughter. So much better than standing like an unwanted pole in the operating theatre.

I blushed in the tutorial room. I don't know why. I didn't know my blush can be so visible, oh my God. I can feel my face heating up but I didn't know I can turn red.

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Standing in the OT, without anything to do sucks. Also, my mind can't stop wandering. So far, I've two scary thoughts while "day-dreaming" in the OT:

  1. Suddenly my mind snaps and I become crazy, or I get possessed by an insane spirit, and I go and put my ungloved, non-sterile hands on the sterile field of surgical instruments and equipments. I don't realize it. I come to and discover my hands on the sterile field. All eyes on me. Outrage by the surgeons and staff follows.
  2. A surgeon, fully gowned and gloved in sterile gown and gloves, walks in front of me. He purposely sticks his elbow out and touch a non-sterile me. He glares swords and arrows at me and my face drains of blood. He screams at me for contaminating him.

HAHAHA.

I mean, seriously, just standing there, trying to look at whatever that's going on, without doing anything, and I mean, literally, like a damned statue, my mind can't help but zone out and think of all these horrible events that have like a 1% chance of ever occuring. And you have no idea how scary a surgeon can look.

Those are scary thoughts of mine. Now, I'll tell you a satisfying thought of, not only mine, but also the rest of us students. Only Pearlyn said it out loud.

  1. Everyone in the OT witness a huge contamination, where the staff does something to... contaminate the sterile field. And they have to change everything and rush to open new sets of instruments, while the surgeon is standing at the operating table with the open wound, in disbelief and outrage.

That's only because we don't really like them. Well, at least some of them.