You're still in bed at 10, but work began at eight

I just watched Prince Caspian on Friday and boy was it great. How often does a movie make me so excited and feel so much for its characters? I think the last time was Return of the King and the next time will probably be Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Prince Caspian is on a similar scale so I really enjoyed myself, maybe also because there hasn't been a movie like this for a long time. If it had come out right after ROTK, I probably wouldn't have found it okay. The point is, go watch it!

Besides that, I'm happy to report that work is getting a tad better after about 2 weeks of slaving in the ward. Of course it helps that there are cute HOs (house officers) for me to ogle. Mind you, their looks are relative to the other doctors who come through my ward :)

So there was this one who has a really pleasant face, looks smart and has dimples when he smiles! Dimples! It would be a crime to think he's not eye-candy. Then there was this other one who asked me if I had any more questions for him. First time a young doctor's ever asked me that, I mean most of them are willing enough to answer my questions but not one has asked me if I had anything else to ask. And the third one, well I had actually seen him before but I found him rather rude to the staff nurse so I dismissed him as one of those doctors who think they're above everyone else. But hey he's still a sight for sore eyes so I'll let that pass :) after all, who else is there to look at? Definitely not my patients who are mostly sickly frail uncles/pakciks!

The ITE student nurses are here now but it's a double-edged sword though. On one hand, they take a load of work off us but on the other I think they're sometimes competing for the same set of skills as I am so every morning it's like I have to "chope" skills I need to complete. It's okay though, at least now I have more people to talk to!

I forgot to add something that happened today that annoyed me. See I forgot to bring my hair clips to work today so my fringe was falling and obscuring my vision just a little and the staff nurse asked me if I wanted to do wound dressing. So I said I don't want to do it today cos my hair's falling all over. I mean everyone knows your hair harbours A LOT of germs so didn't want to introduce any to the wound plus it was irritating me. Thus I watched the nurse do the dressing and another nurse came along and asked "Why are you doing the dressing and the two students (i.e. Joey and me) just watching?" and the reply was "They said they don't want to do." LIKE WHAT? Fine it's technically correct to say that I didn't want to do it but it puts me in a really bad light all the same! I had a good reason for not doing it, or what I think is a valid excuse and if you thought that hair falling all over is alright, then you should have freaking said so! Something like "Oh nvm it's okay, you can still do dressings" would have been nice. God I hate the fact that everyone expects us to be "hands on" the whole bloody time!