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The Maiden
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Saturday, February 21, 2004
An update on life:
In case you haven't heard from me just yet, I've been slogging real hard five and a half days a week. Currently, I am a professional parafilm cutter with the Nuclear Medicine Department of SGH. The Nuclear Medicine Department is where they run all the PET-CT scans (PET-CT stands for positron emission tomography- cyclotron tracer) to trace cancer cells, which means I see a significant number of cancer patients hanging around. It doesn't help either that the Diagnostic Radiology department of the National Cancer Centre is just next door, but I suppose I am getting used to these sights. The Endocrine Laboratories in which I work in is an entirely auntie-working environment. Thus suddenly, I am being lavished with overwhelming warmth and concern, with lunches and snacks paid for, and several red packets and gifts throughout the past months. In addition, I've been allowed to dabble in some illegal operations, like meddling with the expired test kits and trying my hand at blood specimen processing, albeit always with a medical technologist supervising. Despite my lack of a degree though, I am proud to declare that I am obtaining fairly accurate test results. The other colleagues are great as well. The two managers are always cracking jokes, the head of department keeps saying that I don't smile enough, though I swear I do each time I see him around, the doctors are kind enough to let me listen to them discuss cases during lunch, and there's really nothing to complain about the rest of the nurses and the radiographers. But now that I'm done cutting all the parafilm in the lab, there really isn't much left for me to do except to poke my nose here and there and to loiter along the corridors. Boring, no doubt, but oh well, I just allowed them to extend the contract. Going to cross my fingers now and hope they'll allocate me other more interesting duties. The maiden spoke at 12:07 AM
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