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Change is inevitable, but in it all, it's still... Just me =)

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Since I haven't been writing for a long long time...

I shall leave you with three funny things that happened during my call the other day.
(Well, actually not funny when you're in the situation itself, but was a good laugh after.)



Oops No.1

I was doing scans in labour room for some of my ward patients, when a houseman came to me and whispered softly (as in whispered, really),

"Dr Jess, patient collapsed in Mat 1."

Naturally, I dropped everything and ran.

Along the way, I was half wondering why the houseman left the patient alone to come to find me personally, but I was too much in a hurry trying to reach the patient.

I only asked for her to get the other MOs while I ran.

I arrived a minute later, breathless from all the running (the maternity wards are some distance away from the labour room)...

And there was no flurry of activities in the ward as I expected.

I looked around, bewildered.

There was only a small bunch of nurses standing around a patient's bed.

As I approached, imagine my surprise when the nurses asked,

"Dr Jess, what are you doing here?"

"Ermm... I was told that got patient collapsed in Mat 1?"


And they shockingly replied,

"No, no... patient just a bit giddy when she tried to get out of bed post op. Now ok already."



I wasted all my energy running in attempt to save a giddy patient?!?!!?

As pissed as I was at the houseman...

I was not as pissed as the Sister, Matron, O&G specialist AND the Anaesthetist, all whom who came running asap from the RED ALERT, that SOMEONE (not me, ahem ahem) activated.

Habis that houseman kena slaughter.

Haha.

Padan muka.



So the lesson to be learned for all housemens out there:

The word COLLAPSE is a big word.
DO NOT use in vain.







I shall continue with the other stories some other day.

Hope you had a good laugh at what stupid housemens can do.

Note that they are MY stupid housemens.

I'm SOOOOO blessed.

Ha. Ha.




-jess, still bewildered-

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