Tuesday, October 18, 2005
From the big chair.
I am back in this big chair. Again, like sitting in the arms of a big bear, it is very comforting. You immediately close your eyes, wrinkle your nose, shrug and crumple yourself a little. How to crumple? Pull all your limbs together into a ball and shake yourself off like a wet dog.
So, the last patient’s left recovery room. My head has stopped buzzing now that I know it’s the last case for the day. Still have 10 more hours to go. I am looking forward to the Twix I managed to save from the afternoon drug meal. People have other ‘ twix’ to look forward to when they go home, and actually get home after 5pm. And I can’t even imagine why I would be ecstatic about ‘Twix’, but I am!
It has been so busy it felt like there’s a bee in my head desperately trying to make an escape. Each time it banged the sides of my cranium, my ears quaked. Hurmm…maybe there’s so much space in there that more than one bee could actually get stuck and banged on the sides. You can stuff your bra when there is space, but your head?
I notice that this job I am doing has lost it’s novelty. Some 12 months ago, I was writing about work all the time because everything I did was fascinating to me. Make people sleep, wake them up, stick needles in, poke them here, poke them there. Shove tubes here, shove tubes there, name me an orifice I have not been at. Even if there is none I’ll make one!
So in the afternoon, after that looooooooooooooong looooooooooooooooong laparotomy ( 3 su do ku and a crossword and a bit of journal reading) I managed to escape to the mess where the drug representatives were generously feeding us Chinese takeaway. I watched the programme Animal Planet on the plasma TV, on mute, because people were eating and talking druggy and I didn’t want to offend anybody with Anthony Hopkin’s lamby voice. You know the voice he did in that prison cell?
Oh my word, isn’t it amazing though, the way some creatures at the bottom of those seemingly calm deep blue topaz sea, eat? They eat all day! They live to eat and have babies! They blend in with the reef and seabed just so they don’t have to move a myocyte to catch food. Lazy buggers!
One flat sea monster with bulging heroine eyes on the sides, wriggled it’s frilly fins and snugly blended in with the spotty bit of the sea floor. When the poor baby octopus which looked like a decapitated helicopter happily chugging past, it made a giant leap out of the camouflage and swallowed the life out of that trigger happy octopus. What was that all about! I don’t think it’s fair that some lives are taken away without warning. Makes you think hard about those ‘reminded’ by cancer. At least you’re given a notice.
Another one was all those salmon swimming in a school of ‘follow the leader’ and somehow it got to a barrier with two hungry bears, you can tell they were hungry, the saliva was making the river turbulent. Anyway, so these two bears stood there and just opened their mouth. Looking scary and the salmon would actually leap out of the water and straight into the bear’s mouth. Don’t you look before you leap fish? Like I said, fish are so stupid but still it’s not fair like that. They swam against the current as well.
That is I think an evidence that animals are made such a way that we, do not become wally and loony in out interpretation of why we are alive, on this planet. Why we cannot just start making things up like vegetarian, vegan or vegabond or vegamire. I don’t know the classification of vegetarian. I personally think it’s something people make up to make themselves special and extraordinary. Like this new scientology doodaah. What a load of bollocks. I don't care.
We cannot function if we make our own rules. We know we don’t know if one good thing is good for another person. And even if we know, we don’t know when enough is enough. Why do you think some people get addicted to anything, sex, drugs, booze, petrol, glue, Japanese school girls. Kan?
We do not live long enough to observe the entirety of human nature, but there is a being who/which will continue to exist even after you and I are long gone. And he made a manual for us to read and understand how we all function and how we should all behave. Like microwaves, cameras, iPods, TVs, blenders, none are sold without it’s manual. I mean who knows best how something functions if it’s not it’s creator. So again, scientology my smelly socks.
Read and you will be enlightened. That was the first word our great man was taught anyway. And I couldn’t agree more. By the way I didn’t have any smelly socks on today. I had a black linen skirt with a topaz cardigan. Before wrapping myself around with a strange looking double breasted wool blended corduroy jacket. So I had to have pair of tights and pair of boots on. No socks. People say I look like a Japanese school girl, I personally think they watched too many porn.
So spiritual I am today. All from watching Animal Planet.
I don’t know about you but I’m going to lug my sore ass behind my slouchy back to that on call room and pray just before I switch off that my bleep will have mercy on me. Night ya’all.
So, the last patient’s left recovery room. My head has stopped buzzing now that I know it’s the last case for the day. Still have 10 more hours to go. I am looking forward to the Twix I managed to save from the afternoon drug meal. People have other ‘ twix’ to look forward to when they go home, and actually get home after 5pm. And I can’t even imagine why I would be ecstatic about ‘Twix’, but I am!
It has been so busy it felt like there’s a bee in my head desperately trying to make an escape. Each time it banged the sides of my cranium, my ears quaked. Hurmm…maybe there’s so much space in there that more than one bee could actually get stuck and banged on the sides. You can stuff your bra when there is space, but your head?
I notice that this job I am doing has lost it’s novelty. Some 12 months ago, I was writing about work all the time because everything I did was fascinating to me. Make people sleep, wake them up, stick needles in, poke them here, poke them there. Shove tubes here, shove tubes there, name me an orifice I have not been at. Even if there is none I’ll make one!
So in the afternoon, after that looooooooooooooong looooooooooooooooong laparotomy ( 3 su do ku and a crossword and a bit of journal reading) I managed to escape to the mess where the drug representatives were generously feeding us Chinese takeaway. I watched the programme Animal Planet on the plasma TV, on mute, because people were eating and talking druggy and I didn’t want to offend anybody with Anthony Hopkin’s lamby voice. You know the voice he did in that prison cell?
Oh my word, isn’t it amazing though, the way some creatures at the bottom of those seemingly calm deep blue topaz sea, eat? They eat all day! They live to eat and have babies! They blend in with the reef and seabed just so they don’t have to move a myocyte to catch food. Lazy buggers!
One flat sea monster with bulging heroine eyes on the sides, wriggled it’s frilly fins and snugly blended in with the spotty bit of the sea floor. When the poor baby octopus which looked like a decapitated helicopter happily chugging past, it made a giant leap out of the camouflage and swallowed the life out of that trigger happy octopus. What was that all about! I don’t think it’s fair that some lives are taken away without warning. Makes you think hard about those ‘reminded’ by cancer. At least you’re given a notice.
Another one was all those salmon swimming in a school of ‘follow the leader’ and somehow it got to a barrier with two hungry bears, you can tell they were hungry, the saliva was making the river turbulent. Anyway, so these two bears stood there and just opened their mouth. Looking scary and the salmon would actually leap out of the water and straight into the bear’s mouth. Don’t you look before you leap fish? Like I said, fish are so stupid but still it’s not fair like that. They swam against the current as well.
That is I think an evidence that animals are made such a way that we, do not become wally and loony in out interpretation of why we are alive, on this planet. Why we cannot just start making things up like vegetarian, vegan or vegabond or vegamire. I don’t know the classification of vegetarian. I personally think it’s something people make up to make themselves special and extraordinary. Like this new scientology doodaah. What a load of bollocks. I don't care.
We cannot function if we make our own rules. We know we don’t know if one good thing is good for another person. And even if we know, we don’t know when enough is enough. Why do you think some people get addicted to anything, sex, drugs, booze, petrol, glue, Japanese school girls. Kan?
We do not live long enough to observe the entirety of human nature, but there is a being who/which will continue to exist even after you and I are long gone. And he made a manual for us to read and understand how we all function and how we should all behave. Like microwaves, cameras, iPods, TVs, blenders, none are sold without it’s manual. I mean who knows best how something functions if it’s not it’s creator. So again, scientology my smelly socks.
Read and you will be enlightened. That was the first word our great man was taught anyway. And I couldn’t agree more. By the way I didn’t have any smelly socks on today. I had a black linen skirt with a topaz cardigan. Before wrapping myself around with a strange looking double breasted wool blended corduroy jacket. So I had to have pair of tights and pair of boots on. No socks. People say I look like a Japanese school girl, I personally think they watched too many porn.
So spiritual I am today. All from watching Animal Planet.
I don’t know about you but I’m going to lug my sore ass behind my slouchy back to that on call room and pray just before I switch off that my bleep will have mercy on me. Night ya’all.
