To hell and back, burnt alive...
- Lost 3 kgs within the 2 weeks during Small Animal Rotation Hell (eek! I need the fat for energy! Cannot lose more!);
- Collapsing and sleeping in the living room every night during that 2 weeks of hell, and with only 4 hours of sleep per day;
- Lost or more to say, being robbed of my digicam. Yes, someone stole my digicam while in the wards. To hell with the thief, to hell... My darling Nikon 3200 is no more... Sniff...Sniff..Cries buckets...
- Bloody handphone having to rosak of all times, at the time of need. Have to resort to borrowing people's hp and changing sim cards always for 5 days. And being deprived of important SMS'es during that 5 days.
- Having 2 tests during medicine rotation. Though, I was lucky that there was no cases for me during that time anyways;
- Having 2 critical cases at once during surgery rotation, and being hounded and lectured and shouted at by clinicians for neglecting one of the case. At least I still have another 5 cm-thick skin to handle the sharp edges of scolding and sniggering;
- Having my conference presentation during my surgery rotation. Shit. That is torture.
- Having Cats and Dogs disease test a day before my conference. Words cannot describe the trauma after that.
- Being shoot again during the Q & A session after my conference, by a foreigner clinician again. Shit. Not being able to answer some of the questions shoot by juniors. Double shit. Embarassing my conference supervisor. Super duper triple shit with cream on top.
- Having to rush to finish proposals for final year projects. And running up and down 2 floors of faculty to confirm this and that, and to find materials. Suspect lose another 2 kgs there.
- Forgotten about assignments and reports due a few days late. Having to rush last minute, losing more sleep and sleeping again in the living room after that 2 weeks of hell.
- Gonna go broke very soon. Have to scrap some money by helping people to reformat comps and designing stuff for their conference powerpoints.
- Freaky puppy at home biting everything and shitting everywhere. Fuck.
- My Mimi gave birth to 4 cute kitties! Well, it's a good thing anyway. At least no need to worry about her having dystochia... like one of my critical case.
That's how devastating final year can be.. for the first semester la. Hence the 3-4 weeks of MIA from the blogging industry... and most probably another 2-3 weeks after this. Sigh...
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