Just browsing through the music videos and I came across one of the nice songs. I just simply love this kinda songs. Is it call soft rock? Anyway I’m lovin’ it!
All For Love (Ft. Rod Stewart & Sting) video by Bryan Adams @ VideoCodeZone.com
Last 3 days I just went for my Hazmat course. It’s about when there’s a terriost attack with chemical agents how are we suppose to do and react. I must say that the 1st 2 days are BORING. Just sit there and listen to those drs talking about history of differents agents, what sort of effects we will get. Geez… But it definitely important as in case of war, we need to protect ourselves…
3rd day was fun, kinda… We were made to try these suit which suppose to protect us from foreign agents which may in anyway harm our body. Do you know a pc game called "Counter-strike"? Yup, we dress like them… Haha! Will upload that pic soon. Anyway, we were asked to dressed full gear and walked into this chamber. The instructor will then burn the tear-gas. As we were full-gear, there’s nothing much till worry until he told us to remove our hood. That’s when you feel the burning sensation at your neck. After that we’re suppose to remove our mask, say our name and NRIC no., then walked out of the chamber. Man I tell you, once it’s my turn to remove the mask, I felt this burning and itchness on my face! God! After saying the essential things, I tried to open my eyes to remove myself from this torture room… Argh! Wrong move! My eyes are exposed to the tear-gas! I quickly closed my eyes and tried to walk out. Luckily the staff was there to guide me out… He asked me if I was ok… All I can do is gesture to him that I’m okay… Argh! I tell you my whole face and neck was burning and itchy. Tears started rolling down, mucous followed and my saliva drooled out of my mouth… It’s so unfeminie to spit in public but couldn’t help it! Started to cough alittle as I inhaled abit of the gas. 1 to 2 minutes later, I felt better… Very interesting experience…
Now I’m hazmat and basic trauma trained, perharps next time I can work as a paramedic! Haha~ -.-" Got to rest now…
Ever since I converted into Christainty, my life changed. I know, my friends know. What are the changes? Well, things started to be very smooth. Regardless of career, relationships between my love ones, friends, collegues… Aiyah, basically, God is really watching me, taking good care of me. There’s one time my husband and I almost got into an accident and we’re so so near to the wall which divides the road from the oppsite side of traffic. We could have just banged it and landed in a critical condition. But yup, we’re save, just itches away from the wall. On night shift my collegues may sense something out of this world but for me, I don’t. In short, God is great! He died for the sinners in this world and he asked nothing but to believe that He is our savior and true God! Amen!
I just started a new semester of my bachelor of nursing. I’ll be studying this research first. Wah… Once I flipped open the page I almost flipped as well! So many words, so complicated! Geez, must really started getting resources for my assignment, due date in mid August… Oh well, I must really go for it! Wish me luck!
Hmz, work stress again, what’s new? Seems like most of my bloggies are about work… But what to do? My life are purely work and family. Nothing happening… Geez… My computer and my hubby’s com ain’t user friendly, that’s why you didn’t get to see me doing blogging. For those who take efforts to read my whinings, thanks for patronizing… =)
So what about work again? Alot of my collegues ain’t happy with our new nursing officer. The way she manage the ward, the way she nags, the way she look into things. When we’re very busy, she doesn’t help us. All she do is nag at why are we doing things so slow, not appropriate. Geez, face the reality woman. Things are not the same compared as decades ago. I understand we’re taking only 9 patients in the day time but com’on… We need to follow doctors round, do their changes, bathe patients, do their dressing, update relatives, preparation for discharge, serve meds, receive endless phones calls, talk to senior management when they make rounds… Work abit longer, she say we have poor time management. Trying to write our report, say we "nurse" our case notes. Patients dirty themselves after we’ve tidied them, say we never care for patients. Tell me la, how to go home on time ler? Go home time still say, go home so fast. Somemore endless talks, seminars, journal clubs, in our own time. MY GOD!!!! These people ar… They can jolly well KISS MY ASS! =X
Alrighty, enough of that craps. Rumours have said that I’ll be transferred to other ward. Weird, I heard these from my collegues whom I’m close with instead from the seniors. Whatever… If you ask me, even though N.O may be shit but the collegues I’m working with, we clicked together well. There may be ups and downs but no matter what, we share our sorrows and woes. We support one another emotionally. It’s really a great pleasure to work with my ward staff. If let’s say I’m really transferring to other ward, please send me to other discipline like icu or surgical or A&E, not another medical ward. At least it’s something different. I admit that I’m relundunt to change but if it’s different from now, I still be able to accept the fact… Oh well, I shall see till then…
Geez, seems like another long blog… will add another very soon. Let my fingers rest… Hehe.. God bless!
