Growing Pains

Have Faith Can?

With the impending graduation, it seems that i'll finally have to grow up whether i like it or not. People used to say to me, "Aiyah, you'll 'know' when you start to work next time lah." and that's the part which scares me most. As far as i can see in these people, 'knowing' seems to mean being more pragmatic, more money-driven and more cynical. In that case, i don't ever want to 'know'.

Having to step into the Great Big World soon is pretty unnerving, i must say. Realistically speaking, i wouldn't trust a new graduate with Chester, so why should anyone trust me? Mum has been telling me that everyone is waiting to bring their pooches to me once i officially graduate, but i have a suspicious feeling that they're only patronising her. Not good at all.

Anyway, for my externship, i've finally decided to forgo the equine one and do a small animal externship at MPAH. One of my objectives in the proposal states that i'd like to at least complete 2 sterilisation procedures (1 ovariohysterectomy and 1 castration) during my time there. I'll probably bring Chester in for the castration but i'll still need a female animal in order to do the OVH. SO, in order for that to happen, i decided to ask M if he would volunteer his dog.

Me: Eh, so you ever gonna sterilise your dog or not?
Him: Yah probably, why?
Me: (Jokingly) Eh, i sterilise her for you next month la?
Him: Really ah? Ok lor.
Me: WHAT? You mean you trust me ah?
Him: Of course lah. You vet of course i trust you! If not trust who?
Me: WHATTT? Serious? I'm very honoured! Really?
Him: Hanna hanna (read: yah lah yah lah). You're our only hope!
Me: Errrr ok lah.
Him: Have faith can?

At that moment, i was exhilarated. It was a great morale booster to me and i'm so grateful that someone is willing to entrust their animal to me. What's more, to perform a surgery! By the way, anyone who wants their animals sterilised in the next month can email me. Shameless promotion here, but i don't care! C'mon, support me lah!

On a more serious note, my rotation mates have dubbed me "The Fainting Girl" because in less than 10 days, i've successfully collapsed in the consultation room on three occassions. It was towards the end of last year that i had that hepatitis episode and i'm worried that it's gonna happen again. I suspect i may be anaemic but i wouldn't know till i've run a full blood panel again. It's absurd how i can't find the time to visit the doctor, but it's true. It's so hard to even get an appointment but the worst thing is that by the time i finish uni, the doctors have retired for the day. At this rate, i'll probably have to faint a few more times before i finally get a chance to visit the doctor again. Not good at all.