Observations from life
Haven't written for quite sometime now, mostly due to the fact that I am just too lazy to bring myself to start typing. Not that I have nothing to bitch about though, but because there are too many things in my head that I'm trying to get off and I do not know where to start.
Went to my dear friend Ducky's surprise birthday party on Saturday, of which Joan went to great lengths to put up for him... Every guy should be so lucky. While we weren't exactly sure of how we are going to surprise him, it still turned out well enough since he appears to be genuinely shocked. Xuanfeng's idea of catching him with his pants down for the surprise would have been better, though unfortunately we did not pull that off. Another time for another victim then. The party would have been better if there was more estrogen to balance the high testerone levels, considering that most of the guys at the party were single, but then I'm just desperate.
Spring is here and baseball season is here, and I am just all over myself with excitement for the new season of heady triumphs and devastating defeats. With my dear Arizona diamondbacks barely five games into the season, I already have my fair share of the emotional roller coaster that every sports fan experiences. Our new ace Javier Vasquez was blown to bits by the Cubs in the season opener, but thankfully we were able to win the series with some timely hitting. The next two games however, were just devastating to this fanatical dbacks fan. As expected our new lineup was just mashing homers left right center as they have been doing since spring training started. Troy Glaus and the G-men were just doing everything a fan could ask for from the middle of the lineup. The pitching however was just as underwheliming as they have been during spring training. The game on Saturday(S'pore time) was lost despite a 7-3 lead entering the ninth, and Sunday's game was lost despite the lineup constantly battling back to cover the bullpen's back, finally losing it in the tenth inning. The season may be young, but I felt as if I have aged ten years.
Speaking of emotional roller coasters though, the medical centre was another source of rides I would rather do without. On Thursday a Asthma casulty came in with a whole bunch of officers in tow, and I was asked to asked to IV the casulty. Talk about pressure. And despite knowing less than enough IV to save their own behinds, these people fekt compelled to offer their 2 cents worth. Maybe I should have chased them away, but the fact is that I was visibly shaking when I missed the IV (no thanks to some faulty equipment too, it just wasn't my day). To futher rub it in, the medic from their unit manged it sucessfully. I know nobody's perfect with IVs, but it really hurts to let down my own unit and more importantly myself in front of so many. What happens if the casulty's life was at stake (which thankfully was not).
I was glad that I had attempted the IV in front of so many instead of shying away from it, but that does not change the fact that I've failed, despite comforting words from my fellow medics. I realise now when I tell others at least they have tried, I may have being just pouring salt into the wound, for it is more painful to be reminded you have given your all but still failed. This should not discourage people from trying though, as the only way to remedy a failure is to have sucess. It felt much better when I had a sucessful IV late that day, albeit under much less stress, though the earlier failure still left a better after taste which I think may only be remedied by perfecting the art that is IVing people.
The medical centre is also the source for another interesting observation. When I had told the guys earlier that we needed to clean up the medical centre, no body paid much heed since it wasn't really urgent. Only when threatened to be force to stay back to clean the MC by the MO did everyone, me included started cleaning with a mission. Guess people still respond best when their immedite future is threated.
The season is still young, and hopefully next week will be better than the last. Hope I believe still springs eternal.
Quote of the day
"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat."
-Theodore Roosevelt


1 Comments:
i was IV-ed when i felt i was dying months back. It was done jokingly with a bunch of trainees watching behind. I felt like killing the medic, cos he also caused my arm to bruise like hell. At least u're not that bad eh because u're serious and sincere to type all that stuff. That made up for all yr hiccups.
And you are the only reason why i still look up to medics in SAF. Yea, you're that good, and they're that bad.
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