bon voyage mr. A....

two days of workshop is done.. and the day wont be complete without the cuddle time with el bebe. i went back and el bebe is waiting... today her dad will be leaving for overseas work, so in respect i paid him a visit.. had quite an interesting chat with him and the lesson for today is history coz apparently channel 5 is showing a documentary about early singapore... he he he .. im not that good with asian civilization, so he dominated the discussion again, which i must admit he is quite well verse with some of the history stuff, however, the authenticity of the stories and information he shared has to be double checked, but at that point in time it doesn't really matter, what is important, i managed to cruise along with him over some parts of asian history.. well i got used to people who has a lot of things to say, apparently mr.A is one of them.. for most people like them the best thing to do is listen, listen, listen and listen, and when you want to but-in make sure it makes sense and let the speaker feel that you are hearing what he is saying..i did just that.. and wow, after the first impression which i heard from el bebe, one thing more is i can see him smiling more often as we converse... the first encounter was like, when i asked him to clarify a few things on what he is saying he will give me this facial expression first which indirectly implies, catch the drift...so the baby became a student during our first meeting...but all went well...hmmm.. not bad, right el bebe..

after that i went to check what el bebe is doing,she whispered to me that Mr. A is suggesting to change the date of our big "E"... which he did ask me after whether "is the date flexible for the big "E"....i just answered with a soft and proper tone of voice, it was the plan we (the baby and el bebe) have agreed.. he just said, "okey, i think that shouldnt be a problem for me, anyway i have informed them that i need to go back late this year".. i also mention that i already booked the ticket for "mr. T"... good for us baby.. and of course to play more goody soon to be son in law...i told him " we'll pray for that"...

around twelve, i told el bebe i need to go back, so i waited for mr. A to come out from their room, shook his hand and bid him "bon voyage"... i went to the kitchen to tell "Mrs. R", that im going back...

thats what happen to me for the day.. nothing much.. just that i thinkk i earned a few more points..ha ha ha.... next time i need to read back my asian civilization history...

the baby is feeling brown...

...after going on MC, went home and waited for el bebe. shes on leave for her upcoming exams...i cooked dish for lunch, my adobong pusit, chicken mechado and egg for our lunch...

then el bebe continue with her study and of course, from time to time we would cuddle each, other...we planned to take our dinner at banquet and the thought came to el bebe of getting a hair dye, since we talked about how i wanted to colour my hair " quite excited cause its my very first", so we both and el bebe, help me dye my hair, the usual instructions were followed and post 30 minutes i rinse and wallah.... ITS BROWN!! it was freaking weird, i didnt expect that my hair will like turn into brown, it shows that black will just turn into a dark ash brown which i like, but then it didnt.... i felt weird, maybe im not used to having a hair with different colour..but then i just hope people wont stare at me and criticise as if i look like trying hard... anyway, its my first time so ill have fun why the colours there...

one thing for sure i aint look so similar from some "intsik" and other locals which i see with dye that didnt matches their personality or even how they look...

im on course for two days so my friends, and my wards wont see me till monday.... i just hope my superiors wont see this as not so good example for our wards, what the heck, on my own point of view as long as it look good on you and carry it well, having coloured hair is just fine..its like who's talking, most of them dyed their hair anyway....

well el bebe say it looks good and girls will surely be checking me more, im not so excited about it.. well see...

a flu which flew away...

a day after a lieu day off i quickly prepared to work, men how i love to sleep a few more minutes since its raining..i arrived in the hospital early before 7am... saw my wards and they are preparing to pass reports..it was a diffrent method of passing reports for this ward, they are all in one room and if you want to listen you have to make sure you're inside the room otherwise staying outside isnt benificial, so i waited outside the nurses station browsing and updating my sched and roster, few of the night shift staff are just waiting for their co shift to finish so they can go..they are friendly and from time to time converse and ask me question, siti ask me are there any dialects that i know other than tagalog, i answered back, "mi español es muy pobre"..she replied,"oh you speak spanish?!", i said.."hago pero no mucho"....well, what do you expect we been colonized like for three centuries, thats why our words has a lot of similarities...anyway... after passing report.. i made my rounds, few of my wards are doing bed bath, others are helping in changing bedsheets,the rest are inside the female toilet assisting patient while bathing, i wanted to peek but its a "no" here in singapore.. unlike back home, ive seen,cleansed, inserted a cath, swab, shaved a "puke".. its no big deal...its part of work... you get immuned in a way...so no matter how gorgeous a woman is, down there she still looks the same...ha ha ha....

i was not really feeling well, as in..we got three admissions early in the morning..i called one of my male wards to perform the admission, men there's really something wrong with how he pronounce "s"..instead he say as "sch".. well, lucky for him he has the local accent and patient still understands him..given a foreign patient and for sure words like "pardon, say it again, im sorry, come again, could you repeat that, i dont understand", will be thrown to his face repeatedly...but slowly he's gaining confidence as he ask questions related to the admission form, that's what i commented to him afterwards and he looks happy, i guess this is what this wards needed something to boost their confidence/ ego..from time to time give them verbal rewards and if your budget permits, something material, maybe they dont experience it that often..hah.. then i saw another ward of mine doing the admission so i quickly run towards her and check how she is doing..shes a bit lost on what to ask, it shows the lack of confidence, and to make things worst, this chinese relative whom she is interviewing seems to respond on a tone which indirectly tells her, i dont understand you..well, hes english is quite poor to begin with...there are still a number of locals who doesnt speak english that well,its good that other western countries still requires english exams for professional nurses as part of the requirement to work in their country although singapore is considered as first world country. I guess it goes the same, bring this people back home and they wont understand each other as well..

i remember my SH commented when she sat down and observe my teaching,that i have to change my accent so my wards can understand me better, well, i was thinking, i hope so, but no way also, i can always use the white board to write down what i say...

so after, i told my ward that "she needs to be more confident and do not be carried away or loose focus with some relatives or patients negative expression when they dont understand you..."..let them feel that these are needed thats why it is being asked....

a few minutes after, i cannot tahan...i left and checked out a nearby clinic for consultation...he gave me, meds for vomitting, stomach cramps, and powder for hydration purposes..guess what happened to me... its a flu which flew away...

unusual day...

it was a usual day for me, i was struggling to get up and go to work (in the hospital), though im not doing my usual 7am-pm shift,i still feel so lazy to get up.. i practically pulled myself from bed and slowly started my routine... i arrived before 8am...did my initial check with my wards... scheduled my plan for the day.. 9am we fed the patient through NGT then the MDs arrived, of course they are like gods in the hospital,and if they're around you must try to postpone if necessary what you're doing at the moment..."they have this license which indirectly tells you, hey give way we still have a lot of wards to cover"....

we're supposed to do oral toilet for one stroke patient, but i told my ward that we'll let them finish first their rounds then we'll go back... these are some of the times that i miss working in the hospital as bed side nurse, cause that time i can bully some young MD's and i get along with consultants, i guess if MD's feel that you know your stuff respect follows and they will not look down on you..i ever had an argument with a female neurologist last time when she accused us of not doing our job but then i depended myself and the unit,i told her dont talk to much as if your putting the blame on us why your patient's condition deteriorated cause whatever you order that we carry out...we know our responsibilities and our limitations, and then i complain to my ICU-CCU manager, if that MD keep on accusing us that we are not doing our job,well, then go get the ward nurses to work here and we'll trasfer to their station...apparently it didnt happen..we still kept our post....

so the rounds was over and around 11am, we came back and to make it more interesting the stroke patient practically pulled his tube and i feel lucky cause i got another skill to do with my wards..so i call another one to do the insertion and the other will do the oral toilet... we perform oral hygiene first and followed by NGT insertion.... a few minutes while doing the first procedure, i receive a message from el bebe asking me to call her, then when i didnt call back she sent me a message, about a certain comment on her blog...a person by the name of artemis warned her about my sort of skeleton in the closet, the persons intention for sure is to put doubt to my sayang... one thing good about my sayang is that she'll try to listen first although i can feel that shes quite affected.. well, i cant do so much but to give her reassuarance cause im at work... we hang up saying " i love you", and later when we meet-up well discuss it... i guess relationships, should always be like that, two parties must try to sit down and listen to what each has to say before jumping to any conclusions, in that way everything will be over in no time..

what i have are just hunches on the person who's responsible for leaving such comments.. maybe shes unhappy with what i have right now...

it is always good thing to be transparent.. " i still remember telling el bebe my personal life before we even decided to take the risk of knowing each other more...

then after my work in the hospital i went back to school for a meeting then met up el bebe and had dinner together, she still look affected.. im sorry bebe seems that my ghost from the past will still haunt me until all things are settled..ill pray it will be over soon.... and we could leave peacefully...

we went back and cuddled each other... let me quote el bebe she said " its difficult kepping you as a boyfriend" its not true bebe... everything went well, we sayang sayang each other..

and who ever that person is, from me to you " mind your own and if you got nothing good to say, better shut your mouth!"

hmmm...i didnt imagine myself creating an account here..well, i guess "the baby" is right by making her own profile here, shemanage to input not all but at least memorable moments of her everyday life...which is just perfect for humans like us who are all prone to have degenerative disorder called dementia... ha ha ha .. i think im starting to have some of its symptoms..

its been three months and its like we have been together for a year or more..i cant help but smile when i start to ponder on the first meeting i had with ms.yasmin.. so silly of me to even think that she has a crush on my student cause she keeps checking him and my collegue whom i brought along when i came down to check the place.... the song is just perfect, "i remember so well the day that you came into my life...you asked for my name, you have the most beautiful smile...." the next line happened when i asked her for a date...ha ha ha, such a lame excuse for me to see her one more time and check out whether shes attached or what, cause the first time i saw her i was practically looking at her left ring finger see whether she is married or not, but that time i saw a sort of diamond ring which to me looks like an engagement ring, i thought she was attached...so i didnt made any follow up...but its just faith...

it all started when our club assigned me to handle a certain project,this was my first email last year ........ its a long exchange of emails...... but its worth the wait for me...BABY WHERE ARE YOU DURING THOSE TIMES!!!!i know...he he he....

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.. but lucky i didnt received any response on my first email.....i even went down to check and inquire of this jasmine which happened to be our own staff, well, ill excuse myself of this stupidity cause i was new in school, dont know whos who and what is what..i think that was late september...

.. then again early this year my luck change, i sent another email....

my luck change..... finally got in touch with the OIC....

.. so after all these... i said to myself, ahh what the heck, ill just ask her out..and if i get rejected, it means, either she is not interested or shes attached....

so i did invite her out but it took a week to materialize, playing hard to get.. "peace baby"....

we had our first dinner at pizza hut, wow i said to myself if this woman can make people melt...wahh.. i surely will... it didnt stop there, after that, honestly, i was a bit tired then andwanted to go back, but she asked if we can have coffee at starbucks, how could you say no... things went on according to what its supposed to be for us that day.." as i always say, things happen for a reason", i sent her back, we took b-38... and that was the beginning of what i called HAPPINESS and CONTENTMENT....this past days......and let me continue the lines on the song... "my life started to change the day that you came into my life, with you right by my side, makes me feel things will work out just fine".......

sayang.. ill try to put in as much as i can remember .....but i dont think im that good in remembering details...

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i love you yasmin.... till then......