I look into the mirror and I see nothing..

It's fun watching the lecturers climb up the stairs,

panting, sweating and gasping for air.

All the lifts in my condo weren't working after class today.

And all the lecturers stay on the 16th, 17th and 18th floor.

I don't know why, but I found it so hilarious to watch them climb all the way up.



As I was sitting in the pool alone just now,

looking up at the sky,

I couldn't help but empathizing with the patient I talked to 2 days back.

He's 73, diagnosed with COPD (chronic obstructive pulmonary disease).

He thinks he has asthma though.

2 days back i was assigned to clerk him, meaning get his history of illness.

He talked so much, making it so difficult for me to get the relevant informations.

When he talked about his children, he started tearing up.

He mentioned that his daughter works from morning till night, having no time for him at all.

He's alone most of the time, and all he could do is to read the papers.

It made me feel so sad.

Sometimes ppl do not realize that what the old folks really need is attention.

I paid him a visit yesterday.

We talked for an hour.

He was really happy to see me.

Same thing, when he talked about his daughter, he started tearing up again.

He said "My daughter told me to get well soon, so that she could bring me go makan."

"She said the the schitzhu hasn't eaten for 2 days because i'm not home. I need to go home soon so that he will eat again."

He told me so much about what he does.

He always takes the bus alone to Queensbay mall, he eats alone, for an hour or so as he doesn't have any teeth nor dentures.

He enjoys watching movies, and he'll do it alone.

His wife passed away some time ago, children are busy working.

Sometimes he dozes off while watching tv, he fails to wait for the daughter to come home.

I took down his phone number, promised to call him up to talk.

He's a really sweet old man.

Hopefully he gets well soon.

On a lighter note, I'm so glad to be out of OMR (oral medicine and radiology).

Had 3 miserable weeks in that department.

Learnt alot, but suffered much at the same time.

Diagnosis. X-rays. Assignments. Vivas.

It was crazy trying to get everything done.

Had so much of scoldings.

Went through a week of depression.

And finally,

I'm free...

Though..

there's some residual work from OMR.

Will try to get them done in the weekend.

Be happy, for me.

I'm finally free!