its been way too long since i last posted. too many things have happened in my life to recount, its just a big mess. and yet i find myself writing again. i hope i still find it therapeutic.
finally got round to watching the 4 episodes of Samurai Champloo that Debra the Violin Girl passed to me. it certainly lives up to the hype she placed on it, the standard of animation, the action, the themes are all excellent. its weird and wonderful. people get dismembered to the flashing of blades. got to get more...
its just so weird when not half an hour after you get your special tray looked at, you are informed that the patient for which you prepared it has departed this mortal coil. it seems like now i can rub shoulders with those who were among the legendary suay people of old. it just seems so surreal... the patient only sat in my chair once, and never had any time to make an impression on my psyche. and now he's gone, leaving a legacy of a ratty yellow file, a set of primarys and 2 special trays with no more purpose. a life, just gone like that.
they say knowledge is power, but to be able to use it wisely, that's another thing. on saturday on a crowded bus towards Clementi, i noticed a woman with a lesion on the left side of her upper lip. 2 cm by 1 cm, surface varied from a mole-like raised black to an ulcer on its inferior border. surrounding skin normal. my spot differentials include BCC and malignant melanoma. and what does one do with the information? is it proper for me to go up to a person and advise a consult, just like that? the 70ish woman had a companion, a 40-ish woman. was she her daughter? should i inform her? would that be inerference? i had no time to resolve my dilemma, they got off one stop after i noticed the lesion. we always say we're in it for the patients, to improve people's lives. do we have the power? do we have the courage?
i finally got off my ass and got myself an FP allocation for Mr Cho. to Prof Chew, no less. looks like major ass-kicking for me. thank you Dr Joanne. and damn...
Battlecry - Shing02
finally got round to watching the 4 episodes of Samurai Champloo that Debra the Violin Girl passed to me. it certainly lives up to the hype she placed on it, the standard of animation, the action, the themes are all excellent. its weird and wonderful. people get dismembered to the flashing of blades. got to get more...
its just so weird when not half an hour after you get your special tray looked at, you are informed that the patient for which you prepared it has departed this mortal coil. it seems like now i can rub shoulders with those who were among the legendary suay people of old. it just seems so surreal... the patient only sat in my chair once, and never had any time to make an impression on my psyche. and now he's gone, leaving a legacy of a ratty yellow file, a set of primarys and 2 special trays with no more purpose. a life, just gone like that.
they say knowledge is power, but to be able to use it wisely, that's another thing. on saturday on a crowded bus towards Clementi, i noticed a woman with a lesion on the left side of her upper lip. 2 cm by 1 cm, surface varied from a mole-like raised black to an ulcer on its inferior border. surrounding skin normal. my spot differentials include BCC and malignant melanoma. and what does one do with the information? is it proper for me to go up to a person and advise a consult, just like that? the 70ish woman had a companion, a 40-ish woman. was she her daughter? should i inform her? would that be inerference? i had no time to resolve my dilemma, they got off one stop after i noticed the lesion. we always say we're in it for the patients, to improve people's lives. do we have the power? do we have the courage?
i finally got off my ass and got myself an FP allocation for Mr Cho. to Prof Chew, no less. looks like major ass-kicking for me. thank you Dr Joanne. and damn...
Battlecry - Shing02