new kids on the block...

Its the season of new bloods on the block! Both sides of the Kingdom is flourishing with fresh and new faces.

The newest kids I have were Mrs. White, an 84-year old lady who needed to have a caregiver next to her and there is Mrs. Gray whose spirits are still high in her 70s. While preparing all the orders for these two back in December last year, I already have a notion on how they'd look like (I am not a xenophobe, I love them all).

It was the end of December when Mrs. Gray (an Asian lady who looked liked in her 60s) came, with all smiles, she walked toward the reception desk where I was standing, leaving her walker behind her seat.

I was dumbfounded! Literally, I covered my mouth with my hand, waiting for her to fall (nahhh she did not, ok??)! And stupefied because she looked too young for her age.

She managed to finish signing all the papers and before she turned her back we were both laughing, we found ourselves in joyful celebration for the benefit of having an Asian skin...now I'm a bigot.

See, you cannot judge a book by its cover.

There was a time or actually, on several occasion, I would buy a book by its cover or even by its title. I am an impulsive buyer especially on ebooks. I bought The Last Sin Eater ebook by impulse thinking it was grim. The funny part of that purchase was--- I was in the middle of reading The Mermuring Mermaid ebook! LOL!

And the funniest thing was---- I read both books in between patients or in between my shift. The Mermuring Mermaid by Michele, is a fantasy novel about a human and a mermaid.

So, while I was drowning into the book's abyss, I was taking care of my patients--- ensuring that they will not drown!

G.
Btw, Michele will be launching all her three books on Valentine's Day.

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I won't remember you....

I won’t remember you. I never remember anything that hurts me. Harsh huh! Acknowledging the pain and feeling it is one way but the easiest way there is when you have pain is to suck it up and forget about it. I did that. Done that. I learned to be cynical and stoical. I never remember anything that hurts me. When my father died, I only cried the day he was laid to rest. I cried hard in 2013 when I left my mother in a hospital bed without all her senses and memories…and the day she died. Crying helps. Instead of avoiding our feelings, we can simply feel them and forget about it. However, when events and circumstances overwhelm one to the point where they are an emotional wreck --- there’s always a medicine for it! So, Mrs. M got her dose. She passed away. It was sad. She was a happy soul. Someone just hurt me. I won’t remember you. ...

behind that closed door....

When you have a competent desk Executive Assistant you’re sure to end up with a glory day! Liz is efficient. Ask her to do anything and she will do it in an instant, well, of course sometimes she forgets especially when her laughing buddy is beside her! She works quietly. You won’t even notice her leave the building unless she says her goodbyes! Ahh like her FA! LOL! Sneaky. She is behind this closed door. This door used to be wide open years ago, and it just changed recently, for some stupid reason. Anyhow, open or closed door you can still hear her giggling or I can still disturb her with just a press of “transfer 10” in the phone in from my Station. She is the “MAN” (as Paul often says) when it comes to translating for my Hispanic patients. I always ridicule her for getting a more paying job as translator, @#$% some people who knew how to use the language line are just too lazy they would always call her to translate. Geez. I am one of them. As she passed by my Stat...

sad movies...

What song makes you cry or saddens you when you hear it being played over the radio or just when you heard it around? Like, when somebody wails or I mean sings it in front of you with closed eyes? Piano Man by Billy Joel, for no reason at all --- it sounds sad to me. Time in a Bottle , These Dreams and Dreamin' Again all by Jim Croce, I love all his songs, but it always left me with a heavy heart. State Library Victoria Collections I hated the song The End of the World by Skeeter Davis since I was 9. Sound of Silence. Tears in Heaven. Only Time by Enya. What about the instrumentals Song for Anna or Ballade pour Adeline ? I was out of the Kingdom since Monday, well, I was serving other patients on a different capacity. It's fulfilling but the travel or driving in between Clinics is taking a toll out of me. I am starting to get the hang out of it again. This new patient I met was stuck in his headphones when I extended...

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