Ramblings of an On Call Mind

Greetings from ward 6 Hosp Kajang.

EODing day 2.

Recovering from 15 hours of sleep (4pm -7am). Massive headache, still feeling groggy as hell.

Couldn't even muster the strength get up for my much-awaited evening run.

Cannot recall a single fleck of memory from yesterday's Dengue course. Felt like I wasn't there at all.

Oh ya, was there, remember the super-duper obscenely oily ayam masak merah watchamacallit. The thought of it still sends shudders down my spine.

Last meal - 18 hours ago. Hungry to the point of developing hypoglycemic symptoms but no appetite and mood to bother opening mouth.

Feeling like crap.

I hate on call T_T

Ohkay.

Phone ringing. Must be from ward 3.

Seeing that as of this very very moment nobody is dying/ wants to die/ deserves to die, most probably it's some patient's father's mother's brother's pasteur's cow's flea wanting to see the doctor-in-charge to find out 'makcik tu sekarang macam mana ha?'

Macam tu lo. Same like how she was when you asked 10 mins ago. Siiiiigh.


Put up a smile and face the world. Kami Sedia Membantu, yeh........