spread out before us
are layers of text in neat piles.
we are hopeful that
before sunrise, they are digested
then spread out again
on our breakfast tables, refined,
tolerable;
a fine sheet of it adorning
the immaculate toast,
a replacement of our favorite
pineapple marmalade.

-RCA

There are only a handful of them. ^__^

If there are one or more people on your friends list who make your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

~**~

So there's this doctor. She's a general practitioner and she works at the OPS where we're having our clinical duty. One day we send in a patient with her forms, consisting of two sheets, not stapled but clipped. She comes out of her room and yells at us why we didn't staple the patient forms. Keyword: yelled. There were a lot of patients at the OPS that time.

We filed an incident report later on and she got reprimanded for her actions by the chief nurse. We labeled her "unprofessional" in our incident report. Which is quite true. Now she doesn't want to accept consultations with patient forms done by our group. She has a grudge on us and has even attempted to meddle with the immunization, which by the way, is run by nurses not by doctors.

So she really is unprofessional.

And she thinks like an insecure 12-year-old girl.

We kept our cool. She didn't.

Loser.

Hospital duty is semi-toxic at the moment. My group is assigned in the out-patient services. We deal mostly with uniformed people since we're serving a military hospital. It's something that I take pride in doing because we are helping the military that more or less keeps everything safe and secure inside the country.

Wednesday so far has been the most toxic of all days because the diabetics clinic is open in the afternoon. Who would've known that there are many cases of both types of diabetes in the military? Too bad we were not allowed to perform the bgm on the patients. Some intruder in the form of an insistent med-rep and the staff nurses did the procedure. Huhu.

And I'm living in a dormitory now. How sweet. After two years of commuting, finally, my parents decided it's time for me to live alone away from home. Duh... They only thought of it now! The dorm doesn't impose a curfew so it's really appropriate for student nurses like me who have afternoon to evening shifts. I'm also glad that my roommates are nice. They introduced themselves to me and gave me a few tips about dorm life. We exchanged courses and I found out that I'm the only one who's taking nursing. Two of them, however, are allied health students too, one's studying speech pathology, another public health. The other two roommates, I'm still not sure what their courses are.

Overall assessment: I can live alone as long as I have the money. (Ain't it silly of me to say that? Hehe...) I picture myself taking my masters three years from now while working and still live in the same dorm I'm residing in today.

reply to a disgruntled writer

trakistateb:

roses are red, violets are blue
when i flush the toilet, i remember you..

ok na?

my reply:

Red is a wondrous color
I can't help but notice too
But your brand of poetry
Reminds me of brown poo

One thing that I can tell you:
Write but not in vain,
onerous as it may be,
just to keep us sane.

Roland Garros

Nadal pawned Federer. Again. I was rooting so much for Federer but then his backhand shots were just so... grr...

Four days is all that's left of my vacation. And I can't wait for those four days to pass by and for Tuesday to greet me. Independence Day has been moved so Monday becomes a holiday instead of Thursday, thanks to the lovely president.

We'll be having an orientation at the Ospital ng Maynila on Tuesday so we'll be donning smock gowns again. (Yes, the horrible white smock gowns.) I remember the orientation to have been scheduled last January or February but then it was canceled. The hospital's near the school and the buses from Cavite pass by it everyday so I won't be having a problem on getting there on time, unlike the other hospitals which are located away from Manila.

~*~*~

I need a haircut, again and I need to get my pin tomorrow. I really hope that my pin's already made because my pinning is on Thursday. I can't get pinned if I don't have one! (Okay, I can get pinned and use another proxy pin that has another person's name on it. But that's not memorable! Haha! I want my pinning to be memorable even though it's a small event.)

~*~*~

I'm nervous and excited in unequal proportions. I have this feeling that everything I've learned is not enough for me to render good service once I start my clinical duty. It's always been something that I expected to occur. Expecting meaning that I still can do something about it. ^_^ Review. Review. Review. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Ask. Ask. Ask.

Oh, and I almost forgot. Practice. Practice. Practice.

new people

I've added two new contacts on my blogroll. Everyone say hi to raysoul and ein. I met them through the ragnaboards blogging thread. raysoul is a gamer and an IT graduate while ein is a student, yeah just like me, who's taking up pharmacy.