Trauma round was really a traumatic experience. The HOs just presented one after another, x-ray after x-ray, and their blabbering speed is staggering. Each one took like 1min per case? Doesn't help that my head is feeling heavy. Had really very bad sleep last night, turned around in bed till 3am or so. And then report here at 7.40am for trauma round. Bye bye, trauma round. No more will you see me here. Didn't benefit at all. No, not even the bed nos. of the patients presented. All I brought away was the incessant humming of voices and a lot of black and white films.
Grey Thoughts, Blue Memories
I'm infatuated with the idea of using colours to protray situations and those feelings tagged along with it. Oh, for now anyway .. till I find something new to like. And then again, the diary title tells so much. Pessimism? Do feel free to drop any notes, anytime - just want to say that they are appreciated!
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