The day started the same as yesterday. It was still difficult getting up in the bed, but when I realized that I was getting late, I hurried up and started cooking breakfast and for my packed lunch. The shuttle did not come again in the morning so I had to walk again going to the hospital.

 

I was more relaxed in the unit today, than yesterday. I guess it’s because I was more familiar now with the things that are going on inside the ward. I have more or less an idea of how it is to work in the surgery unit.

 

My preceptor and I had the same patients as yesterday, except for two. We had six patients today. I still had the three tumor guys: one with anal tumor, another with pelvic sarcoma, and the last with multiple myeloma. The bedridden old man is still with us. My new patients included an old man who was electively admitted for extracapsular cataract extraction tomorrow, and a 16-year old boy who went for surgery in the afternoon for Removal of Intermedullary Nailing of Right Tibia.

 

I had some exciting parts of the day. I was able to get the parcel which my wife sent me last week. I was also able to book myself for my first vacation – 40 days leave from end of January to the first week of March. Gosh, I can’t wait till January! At least I have something to look forward to.

 

I got home a quarter before eight in the evening. I was so exhausted that when I got inside my flat, I just sat on my couch for a long time staring blankly on the wall, still on my uniform. I think my mind was asking me what the hell am I doing here.

 

Oh yeah, I forgot, I am here for the money!

 

Roger buzzed and interrupted my daydreaming. Maybe he sensed I needed somebody to talk to. We chatted a lot of things about how the day treated us.

 

I was so tired to be able to cook dinner so I just grabbed anything in the fridge: a bar of chocolate, a banana, and a glass of coke.