Monday, November 09, 2009
Good times bad times
My clinical director sent me an sms to say that he doesn't want me at work still tonight. Dah seminggu tak pergi kerja ni. Rasa semacam. Today, Noah pulak demam and Daddy baru start demam. Hmm.
AN ANAESTHETIST'S HUFF AND PUFF.
My clinical director sent me an sms to say that he doesn't want me at work still tonight. Dah seminggu tak pergi kerja ni. Rasa semacam. Today, Noah pulak demam and Daddy baru start demam. Hmm.
Feeling 22, acting 17. Fact is working for the NHS. Overworked and underpaid. Eats, sleeps and sweats in a pair of bluescrubs 24/7. Passionate about stabbing veins and arteries. Planning to quit gassing people down and resurrecting corpses as soon as she wins a bid on an island near Bali.These days, exterminate heartlessly when subject has proven not worth the huffing and puffing.