Contemporary

Goo goo gah gah

New rotation now… The paed’s my responsibility now. From the device counselings to the drug monitoring so they do not turn spotty, plain colours purple, green or grey or for some *cough* I can’t tell if they’ve even changed colours or not.

Been caught up with Anton, Auds, Dan and few others who have been forsaken :-/ Geez… We’re turning old. ‘Nuff said.

Baaack to work. Thought the paediatric ward is the funnest place. Thought these sorta places could bring out the inner child in me. Well, I have but learned well - not so fun if 24 out of 30 kids there are sick kids. Worse than anything if the other 6 are not ill but just SUPERhyperactive brothers/sisters of the sick kids.

Recap:
1) What happens if one kid looks like the other one running around? Try to identify who is the sick one. Geeeeez

2) What happens if a pharmacist like me tells the doctors that the epileptic kids need close monitoring of their medication? A screwed up kid. We’ll be concentrating so much in these kids’ drugs we forgot he is a kid whose got diabetes. Don’t come to me if you think you’re a kid who’s got spasms.
3) What do you do if a kid comes to your face and screams at your face too? I asked the mom take away the kid, he kicked her, sang to him, he screams louder… Screamed back at his face? He smiled and giggled. Wonders of the world. Very much unsolved mistery.
4) What happens if the specialist had to peel off some plaster/take tubings off the kid(s)? The kid cries… AND THEN the reinforcement of the other kids come. Everyone starts crying together-gether. “Woohooooo”

Ill kids drool. Kids cry in confusion. Kids scream in pain. Often, I see random kids drool, cry and scream for no particular pathological reason. Now I see what LB-Tim’s gone through…