Friday, March 5, 2010
An Apple and a Walk
On my way to work, I saw a man running. My first thought when I saw him was "Oh damn, I hope he doesn't collapse because I will have to resuscitate him in my pregnant state." He jogged along. I looked back at him again because I noticed he was wearing sandals, khakis and a nice dark blue polo shirt with white stripes. Hardly the jogger's outfit. When I looked at him again, I realised it was a surgeon I used to work with who is now retired! By then he was further down the street and not within hearing range anymore. Knowing him though, I wouldn't be surprised that he was running in that attire - but the question is to where?! Too bad I couldn't call out to him because he was too far now. I would've asked him why he was running and where he was going and how retirement was. He was actually my favourite surgeon to scrub with.
So off I trotted on to work after that little encounter. My apple was gone before I even entered the building. And I was still hungry. Being pregnant has turned me into an eating machine. BURP!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Watching the World Outside
This is the only view of the outside world when I am at work. Sometimes, when I am stuck doing a really long case in theatres, I might not even see daylight.
I took this photo while waiting for my mom to send me a picture message. This is one of the places I get a 3G signal from. I liked how the floor reflected the light initially. When I looked closer, the floor looked more like water to me - and how it even had a ripple effect. I was in awe.
Simple things catch my eye and it makes an otherwise normal day seem extraordinary.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Valentine's Day Again
I had a not very nice start to the morning. Went to see my obstetrician to get the results for my fasting glucose tolerance test and the result was not favourable. My reading was a bit high. Drats! Too much sweets seeing my craving this pregnancy is mainly chocolate. Not a happy gal! I now have to go the diabetic clinic and see a dietician. I am going to control this thing with a healthy diet and exercise - that is my plan.
Anyway, hubby took me to lunch at a Turkish restaurant where we shared a platter for two filled with chargrilled meats and dips and breads and salads and rice. It was delicious! I'm glad we tried something new today because it started to make me fell better (after this morning's news from doctor).
After lunch we decided to watch a movie - Valentine's Day. I love romantic comedies. They are one of my weakness. I totally loved the movie. It was like dating all over again. It was just me and hubby because our son was in pre-school. By the end of the movie, I was feeling a whole lot better.
Love comes in many forms. Sometimes when you least expect them.
xoxo
Super Duper Special Lunch
I like to make interesting food for my son to try and for him to enjoy. Today, I made round open sandwiches with 4 different toppings. He devoured the thing! My husband saw the platter before I served it up and he chuckled at the preparation.
It was a labour of love xoxo
Sunday, February 28, 2010
"This Will Just Be a Small Scratch..."
I've heard them all... what anaesthetists/blood collectors/nurses/doctors say just before they give you a needle or take your blood.
"This will just be a small scratch..."
"This won't hurt a bit..."
"Just a little sting..."
"It will just be like an ant bite..."
"Here we go - a little sting..."
"This might hurt a bit..."
"Just relax...."
Those phrases they come up with is synonymous with the action of them about to jab you. Today, when I was getting my blood tests (all three of them on the hour for three hours), the phrases swam in my head as I sat there hoping that I wouldn't faint because I had also been fasting since 9pm last night. I was fine though and my son kept me company. I explained to him the day before the procedure and the events of this morning's activity. I told him he will support mommy because mommy needs some blood tests. He asked what support meant and after I explained to him what it meant, he was happy to oblige. And oblige he did. He was so good that the ladies in the pathology office commended him for his good behaviour. He was so good that I rewarded him with a treat - Easyway, chocolate milk tea with pearls.
Overall, the experience was not as harrowing as I anticipated. We walked away from the office with me sporting three round bandaids (two on my left and one on my right crook of both arms) which my son thinks is the worst part of the ordeal because when you pull bandaids off, it is "ouchy". You know what? He probably is right.
The Last Day of Summer
Today was the last day of summer. We had lunch at a famous chicken place (famous for their chicken and garlic sauce) and then on the way back to the car, I saw this! Dark clouds gathering overhead. It looked so ominous! Just as well we ditched the beach plan and just headed for the aquatic centre. We didn't see the rain drench the dry earth but I did see my son having a blast in the water. He was having so much fun that he'd let out involuntary squeals of delight once in a while. Can't get better than that.
Goodbye summer...
Hello autumn....
Pretty soon - hello Lil' Bean.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Welcome to My Stage
This is where I perform. It has more dramas than any stage you will encounter. It has more blood and guts - literally! I fell in love with the operating theatres the first time I ever set foot in one way back when I was a student nurse. I knew I wanted to work there and no where else.
But some days I feel that I want to explore another side of me... my creative side. I often get people telling me that I am in the wrong profession.
Some days I think maybe I am...
Some days I think maybe I'm not....
Some days I want to fuse the worlds together...
Can I have the best of both worlds?