The ward's full house and the night went smoothly except for the occassional call bells asking for bed pan. The men had their urinals by their bed side.. and there's this one patient whom we hate to attend, a 25yr old Mr Bed 57. He was admitted for tibia fracture after playing football, and ORIF done to his right tibia 2 days ago. Other body parts, especially his 2 upper limbs are fine and functional.. but strangely, whenever he wanted to pee, he would require our assistance to hold his penis into the urinal bottle!! So each time, he pressed the call bell ..our first guess was that he wanted us for that reason, and none of us wanted to go to him. But we got no choice and not let the call bell ring for very long.

Another call bell queen would be Aunty Bed 32, on diapers and constantly peeing every hour to 2 hours .. so we changed her at least 3 times.

The best patient for the night would be 60+ year old New Zealander MR Bed 48 who stayed up with us, playing somekind of strategic game on his laptop. Then, about 5am, found him already changed to clean pyjamas and reading his book.

I was not tired at all, had my meal with the rest of my colleagues. The SNs even managed to take half to one hr nap, but i didn't. Not tired or sleepy at all, surfed the internet.. drank lots of water, 2 cups of coffee and 1 cup of chocolate cereal drink.

Thought that i could go for a swim after work.. but while waiting for the doctor to see Kev for his URTI, my eyes cannot open .. dozed off.. wah.. sleepy to the max.

Reached home about 1030hrs, quickly bathed and zzzzzzzzzz

Phone call woke me up and and could not get back to zzzzz again.
Felt hungry. Got up, do some laundry and cooked myojo.