stolen colours

I have a huge Code Blue backlog, having watched only the first episode, but this post cracked me up mightily.

Code Blue Fashion Trend
For the past 9 weeks, Yamapi has worn only one wardrobe item, scrubs. According to his nikki entry #1835, scrubs are now the latest fashion craze in Japan. To order your scrubs, GO HERE. (Halloween is just around the corner!)

And fans are actually BUYING SCRUBS.

That reminds me, I have too many scrubs at home because I’m usually so tired post-call I just jump into my car in scrubs and drive home. Gotta return them tomorrow. I also recall one friend asking me to get SGH scrubs for her because she’s a violent fan of Gray’s Anatomy.

Half the people in the department jump into scrubs every moment they can, but grudgingly appear in normal working clothes on clinic days. For me, the biggest advantage of scrubs is having huge pockets. A surgical house officer would function suboptimally without his lists and tubes of gel; unique to Surgery in this hospital, a pentorch is fairly important on call as well. An orthopaedic house officer will stuff packets of sterile towels into his pockets (be they scrub pockets or back pockets of working trousers), along with Xray forms. Downside: I look about 19 years old in them.

Joined the girls (and the one guy) for steamboat at Beach Road on Friday night. (Hospital party at MOS vs steamboat, no fight there.) Sweating away, eating shelled organisms and over-reacting to clams that magically pop open in boiling water…that’s the life! We need steamboat on a regular basis! We heard the fireworks and saw their reflections in the Maybank building. Exciting stuff.

There was a lull during night call tonight. The other HO is from the same team, so we holed ourselves into an empty A-class room, watched the Olympics men’s table tennis finals and the first 10 minutes of the latest Superman movie on HBO. Saw (and heard) the fireworks from a distance! Yes, brilliant spokes of colour all of two centimetres in diameter. I learnt later that the third houseman in the team was actually physically THERE at Marina, grr.

It was one of the more interesting calls. I actually managed to go into OT, at the expense of any sleep that night. One case was very dramatic. Am not happy with my performance 4 months into the posting, though.

Today was a day of much damage!

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The time spent travelling to and fro from work is sacred. I choose to set off early for a smoother drive with fewer idiots on the road (idiots = cars traveling slowly but hogging all lanes), which is a large source of stress for me on the road. That leaves me free to pay attention to whatever music is playing in my car’s CD player. That’s all I get, just 20 minutes there and 30 minutes back a day of music. For the past month I’ve been looping MUCC’s Shion non-stop. I’ve now moved back to Kuchiki no Tou, but it’s rather too heavy for 6am listening. I really wish I could hook up my ipod to my dinosaur of a car player; am hoping that the next car I get to drive accepts MP3s.

The end-of-posting syndrome seems to have hit us hard this week. On Wednesday we walked to Eastpoint for lunch with Team X’s HOs; and very unfortunately, Team X’s specialists+MOs appeared at the same place after we’d sat down to eat. On Friday we were back there again, treated to BK by the registrar (because there was scarcely time for anything other than fast food.) It didn’t help that the M3 students were already in holiday mood, having finished their tests last week and looking forward their one-week break starting next Monday. They actually gave everyone (even HOs!) chocolates. I don’t remember being so appreciative when I was a student, but I’m glad they liked their stay here. I did, 3 years ago. (That’s why I’m back, ne.)

Yesterday was rather fun. Went to WCG with the rest, though we actually spent all of ten minutes inside the convention hall, half of that devoted to watching a cosplayer ace Guitar Heroes (when she ended and offered the console to the people around her, everyone bowed their heads and declined politely). After that we were just waiting…and waiting…and waiting…

Dinner at Kenny Rogers, where thirteen of us shared a ‘private’ room at the back.

Went on to Bugis to take puri (We fail at squeezing six people into a space meant for two). I also managed to purchase the graphic novel version of Coraline (somehow, seeing black buttons for eyes illustrated is almost as scary as imagining them from prose) and The Dangerous Alphabet. And talked utter crap at MOS Burger. Yes, that’s what life should be like.

Please take me to BKK or Japan next time you go, girls T_T

So that’s why the other party was so willing to make the swap. It doesn’t concern me one bit, but the bitterness is welling up again.

Whatever.

The people I need in my life are still with me. The ones that I don’t, don’t matter any longer. I don’t really need or want to see you again.

It’s really easy to find me. Just access google.com.sg, select “pages from Singapore”, input the appropriate keywords, and voila!

I watched The Dark Knight today. Spoilers below: (more…)

So 1st August came. We changed over. I’m now in the most…unique team of the lot; already screwed up on my first day. But I got today off as they only need one houseman per day on weekends. Anyway, I got a call from my previous team to go down to the “motility room” in the scope centre. My colleague’s accent made it sound like ‘mortality room”, so I made my way there with much trepidation; to be greeted with drinks and cupcakes. Dang why did I have to be on leave the month I was in one of the nicest teams. And if I ever find out WHO TOLD THEM. WATCH OUT. WATCH OUT.

*rambles*

I forgot to return my call room key. Sigh. Shall hop back to hospital and then watch The Dark Knight at Tampines Mall.