it's so freezing in the ward, my fingers are all numb, i feel a bit wobbly.. i've been hovering here and there between the patients sorting out minute things, talking to relatives. so time goes by pretty quickly and now it's 9pm, i see yet another shift of nurses. i'm not so familiar with them tonight, don't see glimpse of sin man, erica or cy around. oh well, i have 5 nights in these 2 weeks (even though i took 2 weeks off) and i think i'm bound to meet who i need to meet before i leave this place. i know i'll miss it here, for some obvious reasons. i know i'll start to lose weight again once i'm out to medical wards.

finally the exam was over. although it was only 3 days ago. didn't feel that close, it felt like it was ages ago, even though some questions (and wrong answers!) have been popping out of my head these days. i have been planning on things. have several lists written on scrap pieces of paper but not a proper one in my head. honestly i don't feel like a break of spa or feast, rather, i wanna read up on ventilators, on chest x rays now that i have 2 more weeks in ICU.

i've found out, i'm so in need of hiding. perhaps this will be be a good time for me to reflect and rediscover...