Well, whaddaya know? I actually have survived 3 calls in the hospital, the last one being yesterday. The first 2 calls, I didn't have a single wink, but managed to get about an hour's rest last night. Seems to have made all the difference. The very fact that I'm here blogging serves testimony to the fact that one hour's sleep versus no sleep at all for one night makes a great difference to one's mental well-being.

Calls are still as harrowing as I remember them 3 to 4 years ago. The sense of uncertainty, the feeling of impending doom, it's almost more than my stressed little heart can bear. Good thing I'm only doing this for 2 years, then it's back to the polyclinics for me. Bwahahaha.

Okay, I seem to be ditching the cool, composed style of writing that I have been adopting previously(my own opinion, of course). Maybe it's the lack of sleep that's causing me to write like this. Looks like one hour doesn't count for much after all. But hey, it's MY blog, so I can write pretty much how I want. Bleh.

I realise my blog is a bit starved of photos currently. Will be posting soon. I'm just very uncomfortable with computers, even with simple things like transferring photos from camera to computer, but I'll get around to it.

Alright. enough of that. Time to go play my first DOTA game in more than a month. Till next time then.

My laptop crashed on me on Friday the thirteenth last month. Wondering if it's some virus at work. Probably.

Managed to get my hands on my sis's desktop because she is overseas for a year. She's going places in her profession. Good for her. Hope she remembers how she had a brother who guided her through her learning years, giving her valuable pointers in life(such as why ants love rainy days).

I've started my new posting in the hospital. It is really intimidating. It's like being thrown into the deep end of the pool without knowing how to swim. My first night call is coming up this Tuesday. I can just get a cardiac arrest thinking about it. Will write about the experience here if I should survive.

My baby Chloe is doing well. She had a flu with fever a couple of weeks ago, but she's recovered. Getting a bit more fretful than usual, but otherwise growing cuter and cuter each day. Wanted to post some pics here, but forgot to bring the camera. Next time.

All right, I'll stop here. The crippling fear of having to face Tuesday is causing writer's block.