Red Flag

When you didn't think that transferring someone out of bed could be used to say that 'you have done your job' and you push her around the ward in a wheelchair to make her feel better, you get people telling you that it is not under your job scope.

When you help your colleague run errands from one end of the ward to another, from the ward to the office, document for her so she can sign (because she will be knocking off very late if you don't), and not expect anything of her; but to have her give you a call when you are rushing down to somewhere else after taking half day off – to ask that you thank her for helping you with one patient in the afternoon when you are gone.

I don't get it. I don't think I ever will.

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Passport

Another reason for me to look forward to September! Can not wait to get my hands on this baby which comes packed with a huge screen and my favourite keyboard!

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I stand corrected

"I pray to have eyes that see the best in people, a heart that forgives the worst, a mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith."

Especially for you, my love. Especially for you.

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Toothy grins and love on high

How I look and feel right now, after a self-declared long weekend. I hate having chalazions, and most definitely do not enjoy getting an appointment for removing them on my birthday this year. Also, my happy pills aka grandparents are here to stay for a few weeks! (Inserts seemingly self-absorbed photo taken by my man x10)

On a side note, the blood blister on my right foot does not look as though it is going to heal anytime soon. Why is my body giving me so many problems recently? :(

How do people actually survive five-day work weeks on repeat without any upcoming public holidays? The next few weeks look incredibly long and I do not know how to deal with tedium of such magnitude. I had my six-day work week at the start of the month, a soccer tournament next, and now when I am about to let my hair down, I have JCI to look forward to this week before another six-day work week starts again.

I need a break, and a long one at that.

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Blisters, abrasions, and swollen shins.

I think the title and picture says it all. I had gone for my bath a bit too soon, and was caught standing in between two (or should I say one) teams of sweaty colleagues. It had been a while since I had last gone for a futsal tournament, and I think that I should refrain from such activities in the future as my lower limbs do not seem to do that well when it comes to doing anything but moving my body to where I want it to be.

After years of playing as a defender and being someone who always chooses to stay in her comfort zone, I was more or less forced to play as a striker this time round....and managed to send in a goal! My man was so proud of me, and how he had described it to me at least ten times after we left Kovan had resulted in me giggling like a child for the rest of the day.

Thank you for being there for me, and stepping on my instep while telling me to relax like old times. Going for the game yesterday reminded me of how young we were when we had started, and of all the trying times that we had been through just to be here today. Walking out of the pitch and over to you reminded me of how delighted I feel when you are there to watch me, and how proud I am when I watch you. I am glad to have gone for the game yesterday, and I sure am thankful to have chosen to acquaint myself with this sport five years ago, met you on that field and fall in love under that glorious sun.

On a side note, it has been five years but I still am a klutz who seems to be unable to enter and exit a field or change of terrain without getting all of what I had mentioned in title. (Inserts dramatic sigh) I hope that the angry-looking blisters on the ball of my feet will disappear overnight so that I can stop walking like a penguin and putting so much strain on my ATFL :(

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