HELP!

Im positively suffocating under the sheer amount of work for this end of module exam. I really wished there was no exams so that I could go in every day and roam the clinics and wards and enjoy Paediatrics & Dermatology. (Or they could just cut down the number of weeks i had to spend in GP.)

Im currently swinging from 2 extreme ends of total panic to complete depression & hopelessness.

I really cant wait for this all to end and head off to Italy, Croatia, Paris and Turkey. Actually, I want this to end so that I can have a good night's sleep without nightmares and having to wake up to mug.

So all you kind souls out there, pray for me that I will somehow get through this with some sanity intact :D

Happy St Pats Day!

Happy St Patricks Day everyone!
And for those who intend to wear green and get really wasted tonight, why not add go green on your to do list as well!

I think I really have finally reached the age whereby birthdays ain't such a big deal anymore. I can't decide if it's cos I'm so paranoid of flunking my upcoming paeds end of module exam or that I'm feeling the age. I don't think I've really recovered since public policy challenge from the lack of sleep. It appears that I can no longer do nights like I used to in my teens.

And I promise to blog about public policy idea sometime soon :)

Happy St Pats Day!

Happy St Patricks Day everyone!
And for those who intend l wear green and get really wasted tonight, why not add go green on your to do list as well!

I think I really have finally reached the age whereby birthdays ain't such a big deal anymore. I can't decide if it's cos I'm so paranoid of flunking my upcoming paeds end of module exam or that I'm feeling the age. I don't think I've really recovered since public policy challenge from the lack of sleep. It appears that I can no longer do nights like I used to in my teens.

And I promise to blog about public policy idea sometime soon :)

A Father's Love.

I'm not a Christian but I really do want to share this video with all of you out there about a true story of a father's love for his son.

I have to admit I was bawling by the time I finished the video not only because I was touched by this case but 'cos I have seen so many similar cases in the Paediatric wards that Im roaming in now. The sacrifices and unconditional love that each parent would give to their children is just overwhelming, and I find it so beautiful that every single child is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to them no matter how imperfect/wrong medical opinions would classify them.

So, may you enjoy this (:

And love your parents more every day.

A Son asked his father, "Dad, will you take part in a marathon with me?" The father who, despite having a heart condition, says "Yes". They went on to complete the marathon together. Father and son went on to join other marathons. The father always saying "Yes" to his son's request of going through the race together. One day, the son asked his fater, "Dad, let's join the Ironman together."

To which, his father said "Yes".

For those who don't know, Ironman is the toughest triathlon ever. The race encompasses three endurance events of a 2.4 mile (3.86 kilometer) ocean swim, followed by a 112 mile (180.2 kilometer) bike ride and ending with a 26.2 mile (42.195 kilometer) marathon along the coast of the Big Island.

Father and son went on to complete the race together!

For more details: Google Team Hoyt

Helping Japan.

For those of you guys who are thinking of doing your own little part for Japan, one of my friends have set up a JustGiving page to raise some funds for Shelterbox. Shelterbox provide emergency shelter and lifesaving supplies for families around the world who are affected by disasters at the time when they need it the most.

I tried to do my part by putting in some money and keeping them in my prayers. My friend has set up this page and pledged to give a 100USD Amazon voucher to 1 lucky person. (Although this should not be our motivation in contributing anyway, but if it gets the job done, I suppose its good too.)

I know ideally, we would all like to give abit more than just cold hard cash. But, I guess whilst money isnt everything, it can get us some things as well. So, hopefully with this little bit that we are doing, it can all add up to alot. Spread the word, like this you are giving more than just your X-amount.

For more details, your can visit Rachel's page.

Back from PSC Public Policy Challenge London

Am absolutely shattered now having only slept less than 4h last night.

But am a very happy (and well fed) girl and am really really glad for the amazing experience I had over the weekend.

For now, good night! Need to catch up on the sleep, my head is spinning right round right round ...

1st Morning of PSC Public Policy London

At St James Sofitel London now with 3 of my best mates in UK as part of the Singapore PSC Public Policy challenge, which is an initiative to get some of us from the younger generation thinking about policy making. Cynics see it as Singapore's ploy to recruit/ tie down more of us to the government whilst optimists see it as their way to attract more talents into the public service to do good for the country.

Was such a pity I had to come late for the event last night cos I was tied down in clinic with my Prof, but they did serve a good dinner (complete with macarons even though Im not a massive fan but I can imagine girls back home all going nuts) and that was definitely a good way to give any Singaporean a good impression.

It was followed by a talk on how to craft a public policy challenge and what really struck me was how much drafting a public policy mimics medical practice (or vice versa). It appears that the principles behind coming up with a good public policy is what should be guiding us young medics to become a good clinician. Shant talk too much about the concepts here. Propaganda or not, but I was impressed by how well Singapore as done thus far (based on the accounts of the speaker). But as most would know, I am ridiculously patriotic.

And on a more bimbotic level, the room is absolutely beautiful here at St James' Sofitel. The rooms are vintage meet modern, and I am truly inspired to model my home in future after this.

7am, bright start to the day, Im ready to get my case scenario. Till then, adieu! xxx

Hwa Chong Night London 2011

Last weekend was definitely amazing, and it got me counting my blessings.

(Omg, my Itunes just started playing 心旅 as Im typing this.)

I have to admit I had formal events like this. I hate it that I dont know how to put on make up properly and that every single dress makes me look extremely fat.

Yet I love that it is an excuse for all of us busy people to out aside what we are doing grudgingly and end up enjoying ourselves tremendously anyway. At events like this, I count my blessings that I have such great friends around me who can always make me laugh, whom I could count on and who make breathe a sigh of relief instead of turning bright red when they remind me that I have a wardrobe malfunction.

4 years down, and I love and trust them even more than ever.

Presenting the 32nd in London 2011 (:

And for the first time, I could really relate to the song lyrics. And in our eyes, I see signs of "having seen the world" and "age".

Gosh.