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sottovoce

I love flowers.
I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises.
I'm dainty and ambitious; really.
I nurse others.
There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.


only me



N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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- Dine at Tiffany Cafe & Restaurant at Furama
- Tree Top Walk at MacRitchie

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credits

Blogskin done by 16thday with image from Taringa .




Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Good and horrible.

I have one nice thing to blog and one super not nice thing to blog. I'll speak of the good one first.

On Monday, I was afternoon shift. Towards the end of my shift I kept feeling my phone vibrating. Don't know who keep calling and keep messaging. Finally when I ended my shift, I checked my phone. Just in time, Dan called me. He came to accompany me home! I was pleasantly surprised. When we met, I asked him why he suddenly came that night. Then, you know what he said? He said he only thought of buying 100 plus at East Point so since CGH is so near, might as well come and see me and accompany me home. Hahaha. What the hell. I was like "YA RIGHT!". Hahah truthfully, he just misses me. =) So ya. At the bus stop, while accompanying him till his bus arrives, I gave him our 2 months gift, or whatever you call it. The gift included a card that I made. I told him not to read it until he gets on the bus. Because I'm shy la. Ya. So then he got on the bus, I went up to my house and anxiuosly waited for his message. And... I got the reply I wanted. Yay me! =)

So, on to the horrible thing that happened, which happened today, at work.

I took charge of 7 patients. Half the team. It's all alright. I did the report, medications, my SN in charge hardly touched my patients' files. It was all mine. So during passing report time, we could have passed earlier, like 2030hrs but we had to wait for the Night Shift EN. So the passing of report only started like 2100hrs. I was passing like a freaking train. But the other teams who haven't passed yet were rushing me, saying the rest still haven't pass. And Shermine was like "Nadiah, faster la!" What the HELL!! I was passing so fast that I missed out some stuff. I was flipping the freaking pages so roughly that I thought it'd tear out of the file. 7 patients, you know or not! Blame the EN for coming so late. And you all try la passing report of 7 patients with people coming late, people talking, people rushing you. I was super angry sia. Super super angry that when I met Rebacca's eyes, she was like "You ok or not?", absolutely angry that I cried at the bus stop and in the bus. I was super pissed off. I wanted to swear and yell and throw things. I even thought of throwing my phone sia.

Bye!

In my own world,
10:10 PM