Monday, May 11, 2009
God just sent a test package to me recently.
Name of package: the ultimate patience test
a new batch of nurses just arrived in my ward. 'fortunately', i'm being assigned a preceptee.
i call her my 'pre-mature' baby.
bio data:
- fresh made from china
- age? old enough to be my aunty i think
this package has been testing my limited bank account of patience till its stretching its very last now.
everytime i open my mouth to speak, i literally take in a deep breath before proceeding. i try not to lose my temper, but many a time, i fail.
i flare, i feel bad.
my premature baby leaves work on a AM shift(0700-1535) at 2000hrs and if PM shift (1300-2130) at 0100hrs!
are you shock? so am i.
and no. i din bully her.
