It grows

After Ah bel left for Ontario, i did worry about life without this good friend of mine. However, life as always has been good to me, things always seems to fall into place seamlessly. I guess my life is just blessed with genuine people. Currently, there are two angels who are buzzing around keeping me sane. As each day goes by, i can feel that the friendship is growing stronger.



(-_-)***i am always counting my blessings.....

So far....

At the start of the day, you have the laziest feelings, forcing yourself out of the comfy bed to get a hot shower and get prepared for the day. In the hospital ward, waking people up before sun rise is no fun, what more trying to figure out if they are sick or well looking at their half-asleep faces. Good morning sir/ma'am, i see that you are well, now i'll let you go back to dreamland. Seeing so many people having trust in you when they are at their weakest/sickest moment, will undoubtedly make you feel good, then the pressure cooker timer begins. Responsibility and power yield stress. After you think that you have dealt with all the puzzling sick complains and made right diagnosis, it's finally time to have fun. Fun = OR (operating room) time! This is the reason why i am staying as a practicing MD and not just leaving my MD at home to decorate my wall. OR is a place where you are given the privilege and authority to make true life and death decisions....i enjoy being in this position and will feel extremely satisfied when the surgery is a success. It's like winning a battle. It's great if it stays like that forever but truth is always painful. After performing a surgery, you got to be worried about possible complications that may arise from the cut. I got to pray that the wound that i sutured up doesn't dehisce or get infected or my bowel anatomosis doesn't leak, the list goes on. Hence, the pressure cooker timer continues....



(-_-)***nothing come cheap and easy