I think I have ADHD.

And PMDD.

Go Wiki.

Crap. Seems like i can’t make it on time.

After all, I’m depending on people for it this time. I mean, I’m supposed to get things in to them, then get them back, then collate, and then submit, then discuss, then fix it, then collate, then submit again etc. See… it’s a long and winding process. Currently I’m at stage 1 and struggling.

Got myself ONE week to uh… get the first 5 steps done. 1) get it done. 2) submit 3) get them back+ discussion 4) submit again with corrections 5) get them back and then pass to senior + discussion…

uh…

not possible. I think.

And I’m away for an entire week for CNY.

Cannot la!

I came home ‘early’ yesterday and told my mum to get off the computier cuz I wanted to do my work. Instead, went straight to bed after my shower… Um.. sorry mum.

So got up early to do instead. Up by 5:30am, it’s now 6:18… and I’m still wasting my time away on FB And um… the blog.

Time to go go go!

Sigh. I hate deadlines. That I cannot meet!!! Is even worse.

Yes. You.

And a bunch of ungrateful little [*insert vulgarity*] patients!

We’re starting to have too many clinics for our pharmacy to handle… You should have seen the pile of baskets waiting to be packed, checked and dispensed. SCARY. Lucky we could SOS staff from other areas of Pharmacy. That’s the beauty of working in a hospital.

But what sucks are the patients who are ungrateful, demanding and downright rude. And you try so hard to make it easier for them but in the end of the day you just get an angry *hmmph* as they walk off with their meds (which they sometimes don’t even have to pay for!).

As much as we try to be caring, understanding, considerate healthcare practitioners… I’m sure you’ve all come across people like these who make you want to kill something. Or someone…

5 horrible things patients do:

1. Expect to get free medicines. Then scold YOU (as if you’re the one denying them meds) for having to pay.

2. Pull out a hidden prescription from inside their bag AFTER you have dispensed their first lot of meds, complaining that they don’t have enough medications and asking why didn’t we supply them with the whole lot! and then COMPLAIN That they have to wait for SOOoooooo long again just to get those other (few MONTHS of) medicines.

3. Come to the pharmacy and expect to be able to collect medications because “It’s in your system. I’ve taken these medicines before”. And when we say they need a prescription they scold and shout at us as if we came up with the rules.

4. Tell the reception staff that yes, they do want to collect al 6 months of the 50 different medicines on their prescription, and then when you dispense they pull out a bag of their own meds and say “actually… I have lots of this… Why you give so much medicines?? Can minus of ah??” **AAGGH! PULL HAIR IN FRUSTRATION**

5. Completely ignore your counselling and go straight to “how much ah?” before you can even check their ID, Allergies, or meds or anything else. And then when you’ve gone through all the pricing with them in bloody detail (down to the single tablet and changing of duration etc etc) they decide that they don’t want anything.

End of Rant.

With no time to be lazy.
Such a gloomy, windy, kinda rainy day… I’m sitting in my living room with my uni jersey on!

Feel like sleeping. But there’s so much to do. Should I…?

Dear reader. Thank you for coming back! So as requested I shall update and it’ll probably be a bunch of crap but it’s writing, no?
I’m on my way home from work. Every week should be a 4 day week! Feels way shorter! Woo hoo its friday!! And I’m not going anywhere. Damn. I’m working tomorrow. Almost forgot. Hence the momentary happiness. Meh. Killjoy.

Did I mention I passed my competency exam?
I PASSED MY COMPETENCY EXAM!!!

Yes. So now I’ve got to finish a crapload of paper work/ assignments and hopefully my seniors will do my long overdue sectional evaluations. And in a months time, after lots of crossing of fingers and lots of lost sleep… I should be strolling around with a new name tag and personalized “pharmacist” stamp.

Ok maybe not strolling around. Probably more like stressing around!!

2 more stations to home. Would like to cram in a couple of games of fruit ninja and win back my high score before I get home. (thanks to my brother and cousin, no high score on my phone belongs to me. *pout*)

See ya.

Dear Readers (if anyone is left),

I have shitloads of work to do. My almost-pharmacist period is almost over.

And here I am blogging for the first time in weeks!!

I should go do my work…

Drop me an email if you’re bored. I probably won’t reply, but I’d be grateful.

meheheh.

Lots of Love!

I used to like swimming.

At one point I even said- I’d rather go for a swim than go running. Running sucks. I also prefer team sports.

Well the team sports thing still hasn’t changed. If opportunity arises, I’d choose a team sport over individual sports… But that’s besides the point. I’m talking about swimming vs. running today.

After months of swimming drought, I finally decided to make use of the condo’s facilities and made my way to the pool for a quick swim today.

Bleh. Not worth the effort.

Here’s a few reasons why I no longer favor this sport:

1) The swimming suit. @#%^&$! Seriously. Getting in is one thing. Getting out is another. And how it’s all body hugging. Ugh. Maybe after I loose about 5-10kgs I’ll be happy in it. But not now. And I think I prefer a 2-piece anyway.

2) The Chlorine. In hair, in skin, in towel…

3) Water!!! OK. That’s a stupid excuse. It’s SWIMMING afterall. But it gets everywhere. In the ears, in the eyes, in the nose, in the mouth… Sounds like I’m drowning. lol! But really. Water clogged ears= No fun.

4) Goggles. They’re so uncomfortable. Then after you take them off you look like a panda. Without them I can’t see where I’m going (Which is brings us to the vision problem since I now require glasses full-time)

5) Music- is missing! I run with music. Makes me go further, go faster. Maybe I should get a waterproff mp3. Next step for Apple?

So…. I think that’s enough reasons for now.

I came back from swimming today and bumped into some neighbours from upstairs i might have seen through the windows before but never really met. I felt like a wet cat (and probably looked like one too) So instead of being friendly, i stood in the corner of the lift, dripping wet, pretending I didn’t see them. Unfortunately they said “bye” to me when I stepped out and now I feel horrible for being so anti-social. Ugh.

On a side note, if I have daughters in the future, I’d teach them to swim, but NEVER advise them to join the swim team. Broad shoulders and muscular arms is not pretty.

Anyway. Swimming- no longer my cup of tea.

Don’t get me wrong though. I like the pool. I like playing around and just lazing in the water. I like how gravity isn’t the same when you’re in it.

But for exercise… I think I’ll stick with jogging.

After 8 months in this hospital and many hours of work… I finally feel like I’m getting somewhere.

This past week I feel rather… accomplished.

I passed my VIVA oral tests. All three topics! Which I thought was quite a miracle. It’s taken me months but I think I’m finally getting the hang of antibiotics. Almost.

I presented my inpatient case study, which I spent hours doing (just like my other presentations but maybe this time I had a bit more focus…). After which my senior came up and told me “well done on the presentation”. I was flying on clouds after that.

I successfully picked out things that doctors are doing to patients that I don’t think was correct and could be improved. Unfortunately not all interventions are taken into account, but at least I tried. Also finally started to learn the skill of writing in case sheets for interventions. Really. The way they say things in case sheets is not normal english. (reading dr’s handwriting is yet another skill which requires some talent. Unfortunately I still haven’t conquered that)

I also made friends with one of the medical officers in my ward, who offered me a lift to Orchard Road after work which I gladly took up (I needed a shopping break!). So he drove me there in his car during which we talked about his fiance and his holiday to Greece (amongst a lot more important things). How unfortunate. Lol. But it was a very enlightening conversation. Finding out about the career paths of a medical student to doctor i mean. Not the fiance part…

Wednesday was a nightmare. 2 hours of sleep, followed by a 13 hour day at work and then heavy conversations with the other pre-regs at dinner which lasted till 10:30pm.

This weekend- I rewarded myself with some new shoes and dessert and lots of sleep.

Unfortunately there’s still SO much to learn, and now I have the added dilemma of having to decide what I want to do in the near future as a pharmacist.

Inpatient… outpatient…??