December 2011
78 posts
Every time I hear your hip joints or back joints crack, I tell myself I...
– Dr. Chan
Don't just sit there
Too many ‘haha’s in my recent posts; only means I need lynnie to come back soon so I can offload my unnecessary daily ramblings. Therefore, lynnie: come back!
Also, all these talking to myself over the past 3 weeks has taken its toll on me; I feel more inclined to allow songs, videos, lyrics and the rest to emulate or reflect my existence.
Let me now part with my little words of...
Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for those? What did you pull his...
– M.Bailey (Referring to the patient’s blood work)
NARNIA
OMG spaceman talked ! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Earthquake
Heartbeats fast, colours and promises. How to be brave, how can I love when I’m afraid to fall? But watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow; one step closer.
I have died everyday waiting for you. Darling, don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years. I love you for a thousand more.
Time stands still, beauty in all she is. I will be brave, I will...
Short term memory of a carrot
I keep trying to find better pictures for this thing I call a blog, but look! It’s back to where we first started; this only means - I need to get a new camera. That shall happen eventually I suppose. On another track, the flu bug is here in Singapore; everyone’s down, even the huge hombre in the famiLee is down, which says a lot. A LOTTTTTTTT.
Also, 5 more days of 2011; wonder what...
Stairway
Let’s take a better look Beyond a story book And learn our souls are all we own Before we turn to stone Let’s go to sleep with clearer heads And hearts too big to fit our beds And maybe we won’t feel so alone Before we turn to stone And if you wait for someone else’s hand And you will surely fall down And if you wait for someone else’s hand You’ll...
Sadistically funny
Izzie: Mum, it's not just a mole. I have stage 4 melanoma. It's in my organs, it''s not just a mole.
Mrs Stevens: But .. You don't have skin on your organs.
A wise man once said you can have anything in life if you will sacrifice...
– MG
Christmas If!
It’s Christmas eve day! Both an eve and a day, a Christmas miracle! How unfunny this joke, I enjoy such dry humour on a wet day like this. Although productivity has gone to the pots today, I’m thinking it might be salvageable tomorrow. Also, if I do go in to see Happy Spaceman, it might double productivity and yield, which would hopefully make up for the time spent today calling...
And she breathe the life right back into me
Cliches become cliches for a reason. Because they work.
Glass pear
Let me take you to my secret place High above the earth into outer space Only God knows where, only God knows how I will take you there somehow
If this was the last day of your life What would you do to make things right? If this is the last day of your life Who you gonna call to make things right?
All that’s beautiful is before your face Now you’re in the heart of a secret place...
We’re born, we live, we die… sometimes not necessarily in that order. We put...
– MG
Happy Space Man
Pre-Christmas madness at morning ward rounds see a 4 hour hike around the hospital. I suppose even as doctors attempt to prevent human traffic congestion over the weekends, patients, on their part also insist on being discharge before the weekend rolls around. Nonetheless, I have found that nothing settles a flood of emotions like the endorphin I call stress, and I’m cultivating that to...
Fleeting thoughts
Ocho leaving me has drilled a tiny crater into my box of emotions that I’ve sealed extremely well over the weeks. It makes me tired and weary, therefore I don’t really feel like talking tonight. Maybe tomorrow. Good night.
Bones of paradise
Hey buddy
I’m sorry I didn’t stay with you longer last night; I’m sorry you had to go alone, which I guess was pretty much the theme of your life. I know that it wasn’t easy for you living in our house, and I don’t deny ever thinking you’d be better off some place else, where you didn’t have to wait months to see the vet or watch as everyone else’s lives continued on without you. But you taught...
Vicodin
Trying to stay on top of my game after the wonderful email reminding us how close we are to the end of .. end of whatever you’d like to call it. Maybe the Mayan calendar was right after all; 2012 and all it’s hype. Right now, I’m pondering my life over a sandwich; my final sign of weakness after a whole day of pure caffeine drip, which suppressed the need for anything that...
We like to think that we are rational beings. Humane. Conscientious. Civilized....
– Grey
Ponder ponder
I don’t understand why in the NUH private suites, the 2 million sets of air conditioners working at maximum power are freezing all our noses blue but no one ever thought of pulling one set out and putting them in the public wards for the comfort of the patients.
Strange.
You can see a long way, but not as far as he has...
I come from a family of junkies. I’m a junkie; I’m a junkie for empty greeting cards, unnecessarily similar shoes in 15 shades of colours, spectacles, clean laundry and now, coffee. My brother, he’s a junkie for dvds of shows he has watched 285 times, same crappy lunch food every Sunday that I’d gladly give up for subway sandwiches, and old baloney phones that he refuses to change even though they...
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Ploughed by a reindeer
As much as I’m avoiding the Christmas spirit, it’s not exactly mood-congruent if my posts and titles are ALL about Christmas is it? Nonetheless, I endeavour to kill the mood by being sadistic about Christmas - hence, getting ploughed by a reindeer is the flavour of the night. I sure hope my brutality continues on to keep me alive for the next month. As for now, right now, at 11.33pm,...