sitting in my living room, dethawing post call
it's 4am -dark, quiet .. peaceful
there's something about being in the hospital at night that makes me feel contented and not stressed.
the darkness and general quiet envelops the hospital
patches of light around de nurses counters ´ cubicels as you go pass the male wards
surgery too wrapped in solitude, where tucked away in a theater somewhere, a lifesaving procedure is going on in a focused, tense atmospheres
hostels and flats silent and stolid in the night, without a noise, sheltering de tired workers inside for a few precious hours of sleep at least
shops & OPD closed, ready for the hustle and bustle that begins in 4 hours time
the forensic unit, isolated away from the rest, up on the hills, yet all lighted up-for death came knocking again
the A&E however, a miniature city of shining lights
the moment one enter, one's energized by the workload -loads of pts, different complaints,
yet as time passes by, biological clocks grows insistingly louder, urging one to sleep
the icy air conditioning helps as well
ppl in not-so-busy areas sneak a shuteye or 2,while those in green wearily see the never ending line of patients (esp children)
opportunities to do stuff abound
dun get me wrong
i love the hospital at night as a student
things seems so much more clearer, and it's easier to feel passionate about what you're doing
but as a overworked, under-sleeped HO.. that'll be another issue altogether
i can't even do a 14 hour straight call now- what more a 36 hour shift next year ><
9 in 10 hsemen i meet tell me to go Melb, even de SS 17 dr
but where do YOU want me to go?
i should probably get going .. de bed is calling out to me now.
gnite dears
