todays sunday.
The first sunday since starting work. Dear god im tired.
Not sure if its cause im not in my usual clinic
Or if its cause i have the horrid news tt i wouldnt be under neuro anymore~
I spent yesterday doing nothing at all.
Dragged both feet to work last week and hoping things fell better next.
On the other hand, coming back home to USC has been awesome.
The hugs, the lighted up faces.. Makes me feel missed and so loved.
Even tiny prof J gave me a hug (now tt was unexpected)
Most look at me not realising who i am, but when it registers, BAM! the face smiles.
Kinda makes me feel everything i did/suffered for was worth it.
Its nice.
Ssc.. Is diff. Really loud veryyy much like 44 before.
We never cared which patient was listening or nearby. We laughed, joked, cursed so freely.
Didnt know i got so uptight til i came back to such an environment.
Im still getting used to it. Trying my best not to SHUUSH the girls at ssc whenever it gets a lil rowdy.
The people there speak their minds, and very often thrash things out for the world to hear. Im amazed.
There was tired colleagues whom i feel sorry for.
It is my fault they are over stretched and yet they smile and welcome me back warmly with no complaints. Ok maybe some complains..
Havent see YTT since hes out. But having e flintstone acknowledge me and come look for me is something... I feel proud of (proud may not be e best description but i dunno how else to put it)
The fact he picked up his ass to come over was kinda jawdropping, not just for me, but for e whole clinic.
Burm is still as sweet as ever. What can i say?
Im not sure if theres a hidden agenda on our friendship but i shall continue to doubt that.
All in all, it feels good to be back.
Hopefully waking up becomes easier and life wud be back on track.
Im glad i stuck to this npl.
Probably would have regretted if i resigned. Where else do i find such wonderful people to work alongside?
For e pain and the tears ahead of me. Im not ready, but i shall prepare.
