it's been a week since i've blogged.. and my hands are starting to get itchy.. hee...
let's start with last Wed.....
went to Gartnavel Hospital to have a lab... weird right... but anyway... got stuff abt reflux and pepric ulcers drummed into my head.. which is prob a good thing this close to the exams...
went home and tried valiantly to resuscitate my family project to no avail!!! hee... did PBL instead... about... you guessed it.. peptic ulcers... haha....
Thurs was a blur....
i went to VS in the morning in the hopes that my tutor would have read my family project draft ( i sent it to her via email... constructive comments could help me jump a grade.. so why not right?
ALAS... my plans were thwarted.... Dr Stilman's email was... down.... which means....
wah lau.. how long is that right... thank goodness she had sent us an email before hand... so i just had to click reply....
Charlotte-1, technology-0
luckily i was more or less done with.... peptic ulcers.... so i had time to tweak my project once her comments were in....
VS was interesting... why... it's what every med student so looks forward to doing... the rectal exam.... fun fun fun... haha... well... in case you were wondering... we used a MODEL... we got the male model... which the tutor... while demonstarting pointed out that the penis and the balls don't usually get in the way of the rectal exam.... the usually fall very gracefully aside...
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the next part describes the male pelvic region... if you're not comfortable with it.... just think biology textbook.... then don't read till you see *** again okie?:)
basically.. imagine if you will... the male pelvic region when a guy is sitting up... got it? ok good...
the manufacturers of the model also did that....
the model is made of plastic... got it? good...
when you turn the model to the side.. the penis and the balls don't go with gravity downwards and ends up sticking up? got it.. good...
imagine trying to do a rectal examination.. you spend half your time pushing the protruding bits aside... sheesh... we all looked like we were squashing the balls to one side!
PS the model can also be used to practice urethral catheterisation!:) amazing! everytime i mention those 2 words to guys they squirm.. it's really amusing.. but yeah.. i can see why they would squirm.... who would one to have something the size of a biro shoved (gently and with much TLC of course) up their urethras?!
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anyway, back to the family project... all this tweaking means a change in word count... hence i had to resummarise again... then had to do some research so i look like i know what i'm talking about.... blah blah blah job... which is classified under Class IV of Carstairs deprivation index for occupation... quoting papers in the BMJ and all that.... phew....
THEN had to do references.... doesn't seem like a lot of work?! i stayed up till 5 to do it.... lucky next day only have class at 12
Charlotte-0, erm Charlotte - 0 lah....
was in a daze come friday... but hey it was FRIDAY!!! par-taeeeee... yeah right... had lecture then pbl... fun fun fun as usual... new facilitator has v soft voice.. i spend half the PBL asking him to repeat his questions.. but today i realise he will speak louder when we all speak louder and are all talking to contribute... so yeah.. maybe we speak louder so will he....
you must be thinking.. wah lau... like your voice not loud enough like that.... albeit it's nice reminiscing abt the good old "you-can-hear-her-before-you-see-her" RJ days (ooi.. i wasn't that loud lah.... unless you count the Charlotte noises.. in which case it's not my fault... luk and dex and wenz and dunno which other clowns made them louder (and more perverse) than they seem....)... but no compadres... i am not loud enough to stir my tutors vocal cords... alas.. such a tragedy... though it would be useful to hear what your facilitator is saying sometimes... the girl sitting next to me has repeatedly told me she's given up asking him to speak up... *pat pat* Maddie... i feel bad asking him to speak up after the 3rd time as well.. heee....
Mel came over for din din that night... made enchiladas again.. but hey... i had chicken... might as well put it to good use!:) Discussed life in general and of course... THE party....
now THE party has become more of a tragedy than a joy to plan... albeit it's great wanting pple to get together and celebrate your 21st surrounded by friends (to those in S'pore: if you can celebrate with family and s'pore friends.... you're v lucky! go give them all a big hug now!).. but still... the shear size of the thing.... (invite list is at 90+already as we speak.... i dunno most of the pple... but hey. mel and i are combining a party... so there you go)..
wanted to have it in the church centre... but well.. the church peeps didn't want us to... and i can totally empathise... but that just means we have to find another place to go right? unfortunately... when you've text nearly your whole phone book with detail of THE party... with the wrong address... you do tend to get royally annoyed! oh well.. i have 1000 free texts in 6 mths... and still have quite a bit left... so i won't be too annoyed sending them out again with a new address...
i have several dilemas abt the party:
1. location... if we end up booking a function room.... how much will that cost? and is it ok to ask pple to chip in if we do end up paying a lot?
2. food... i have 10 tubs of icecream sitting in my freezer now.... it's supposed to be THE ice cream and cake party and not just any old how THE party you know... anyway... is it ok to ask pple to chip in with food and stuff?
3. why must planning be so... sian... hee...
anyway... I feel God has been telling me that rest time is over.. time to work.. it's not a VERY stressed kinda anxiety... just that i've finally gotten the focussed mindset that i've been praying for... cos everyone seems to be in a right panic.. but God was going.... relax.. put your faith in me... and so i have.... and have rested... for as you might know... terms 1 & 2 weren't all sunshine and daisies (where on earth are these weird sayings coming from?! weird thoughts... weirder that i'm talking abt my weird thoughts... weirder that i'm openly... blah blah blah... you get the picture) i really needed the rest and finally feel charged up enough to study.... place your faith in God... can never go wrong.... and now is the time to work!!! so am going to listen wholeheartedly and turn away from my evil-internet ways and wake up early to get down and dirty with the books tmr....
oh yes.. and must remember tonnes of bdays ard this time.... max and i have come to the conclusion that if loads of peeps are born in april/may period... and you count 9mths back... it was August... maybe s'poreans were feeling esp patriotic... and to prevent the extinction of our race (s'poreans are due to be extinct in 500 years the last i've heard) decided to propagate... interesting.....
*goes back to writing bday cards*
Inscribed @ 12:01 am
-raison d'être-
Crimson Bisque
Seconded by her friends
Hooked after a few blogs
Doomed to express herself
every now and then
Crimson: red
Bisque: White unglazed porcelein
Crimson bisque:
A little rough around the edges,
rather fragile and stained red by the
change Jesus death and his blood
has brought about in my life