A Familiar Face

Friday morning , we went to Synge Ward looking for an endocrine patient.. one of the male nurses gave us a name , T.B. " nice young guy... wif tattos all over " I started to chuckle..thinking that it sounded so judgemental.. usually guys wif tattoos are generally nice and very cooperative in terms of giving history and doing examination on em.. The male nurse looked at me and smiled , probably wondering why i was chuckling :P

So we went in.. the name sounds familiar tho.. and saw the guy.. gossshh he looked soo familiar..Jean took the history.. i stood there looking around.. saw his tattoos , those looked familiar too.. and saw his abdomen.. hmm.. i think i've examined that abdomen before!!

When i got home , i was so tired .. ate sumthing and found a spot to take a nap.. on the sleeping bag in front of the TV! I tried to doze off but i kept thinking of the guy...where the hell have i seen him before??? it must be sometime ago.. i tried to put everything together , from the history and from my previous rotation.. but nuthing came together realllyy.. hmm..its not easy to forget a 22-yr old male unemployed wif tattoos all over his arms.. it took me a while before i could get some sleep.. but it bothered me even in my sleep!!! I woke up and my mind was still on that subject..

I couldnt help it , I really need to talk to someone about this.. otherwise it could haunt me for a loongg time! so I mentioned it to my housemates.. they suggested to go back to that patient and just ask him if i've ever talked to him before.. sounds reasonable.. but its weekend already! he might have been discharged by monday! hmm.. even if he's not , what would i say to him??

I've to find a way to let these things go...

The Black Bag

Friday afternoon at St James' Hospital , me , satoko and jean decided to stay and see a patient with hypercortisolism.. how kewl is that! But we had to get some lunch first.. i was soo hungry that i could eat a whole coowwww!! mooooo....

From canteen to the main hospital , there's a loongg curvy hallway before we reached a T junction.. left is to the main hospital.. right to somewhere we have never been before.. the hallway looks quite dodgy, no heater , and there's the archive...friday afternoon , the hospital was very quiet and calm..

As we reached the T junction after a late lunch , there was a hospital staff walking , passing in front of us.. behind him was a hospital trolly.. wif a big black bag on it.. in a very slow motion , so classic , goin further away from the hospital.. the three of us were so quiet in shock , no one made any sound.. at the other end of the trolley was another hospital staff.. looking at him , he gave us a very cynical look with a wry smile...

We continued walking towards the hospital, no one gave any comment till after a few meters away from the trolly..Then only everyone started talking! "oh my gooddd... that was scaarry!! " Then jean said innocently , " u know what... they said in hospitals there r many free spirits..." Thanx for reminding us , jean!!

I guess we have to start getting used to this :/