Athlete's Foot

Here I am not describing about the condition (or called it Hongkong feet) on the fungal infection of the foot but it's just the name of the store which sells sports footwear.

I just came back a few hours ago from attending a private party organised by Athlete's foot and solely invitation extended to podiatrists only. The best thing about attending such little party is that at the end of the talks, the podiatrists are entitled to buy any shoes from the rack at a great discount of 45% off the retail price. I bought a pair of New Balance for Mom as her pair of Reeboks has been trashed into the bin ages ago. Plus, got a free 3/4 sleeved t-shirt from the new brand of sports shoes "Ryka" that caters only for sports woman and and plently of discount vouchers for my clients.

At least, I am on my way to recovery from getting a bad sore throat. Seen a dr yesterday and quite surprisingly , Amoxillin works well on me. After taking 3 tabs I think I am fit enough to go for a karaoke session ;p I have been taking a lot of rest especially afternoon naps this week. Think my body is protesting against me being too stressed last week.

Gonna take my time to flip through the catelogues from the suppliers before I start making an order for the stuffs I need to bring along to prison.

White water rafting postponed to November and I'll be going to Northam again next Friday. Hopefully I'll get some good pictures to paste on my tourist webpage.

Still thinking should I go for the State conference or not.........cost $145 a day....

My throat, My THROAT!

Most likely I am suffering from the post nasal drip. Started off from having a blocked nose, progressed to irriation of my throat that felt as if the mucous is falling back instead of blowing it out. Got a fever in the middle of the night that dragged me off the bed to take panadols which I felt slightly better the next day. I just keep my fingers crossed that I don't have to see a Dr here. After seeing a few Drs here for my past consultations, I find that most Aust. Drs are not competent enough to treat small sickness in time. For instance, I was down with a cough for 2 weeks. The doc wanted me to have an x-ray done and conduct a spirometry test on me to eradicate the diagnosis of asthma.Think by the time I got all the tests done and results out, I'll probably end up coughing my lungs out. Geez, the health care in Aust can be quite expensive simply by having a few tests done. Tha's why it is so important for the people here to get adequate health insurance cover. Dental charges can cost a minimum of $100 bucks per visit.

Spent most of my weekends lying on the bed except went out to Market with a Jap friend on Saturday.

Jan , the SQ girl is coming to meet me in Perth next Sun! yay* at least something to look forward to over the weekend.

Sealed with a Kiss

Since my dearest Tooth friend is too busy blogging away, I may as well blog the latest entry of my latest happening. In fact, nothing's too happening and perhaps, I am just exaggerating a little. Hurhur!

Went to hip-e club again last night. It was quite a crowd by the time when my crazy g.f and myself got there. Wasn't really lucky at all when I was with her yesterday. Firstly, she didn't lock my car door ( this could be the 2nd or 3rd time) and I wish she can be more vigilant about it. Next, how can she dropped a pen and caused a marked stain on my pants!? That could only happen like one in a million...grr* Enough of such craps. Moving on along, she got to know this Scottish Dude and another 29 year old Irish man. I wouldn't think the Scotts man is good-looking but armed with a dangerously sweet smile. Irish man looked as though suffering from jet lag or getting high on the booze throughout the night.
It was great with the dudes buying all the beers and yet, I have to stick with my .05 alcohol limit for driving. Neither the crazy girl knows how to drive BUT her drive with beers has improved so much from no taking of beers to 3 glasses yesterday.
Oh, the Scotts gave me a kiss (on my cheeks la!) before we left and the same goes to Irish dude..think he was half- drunk coz he kissed on my hairline.Bleah*

Today is my last day working at Canning Bridge Senior Centre.My last patient was kinda upset because she don't see the reason why the boss has to push all the clients for the morning only. For a moment, she thought I was going away. Well, I commented that cirumstances forced me to leave and therefore, I ain't got any choice.

Looking forward to the start of my prison work in Oct and hence, here is the list of things to do by next week:

• Shop for medical supplies ,
• Hunting for a tool box that can accomodate my stuffs,
• Ring H to see where I can get cheaper stuffs
• Get a new street directory from RAC ( members pay only $18 instead of $25)

Hurhur!

What Do I see and feel on a Monday

My day started off working in a senior citizen centre and my hands were working non-stop from 9am all the way till 11yish snipping someone's toenails/scraping callous/eucleating corns for every 20 minutes. If I do get a 5 or 10 minutes break, I'll be busy scrubbing the instruments and topping up sterile water to the machine for autoclaving. And also trying to squeese a minute or two writing my patient's notes. Oh, another disabled Ah pek patient of mine (old man) tried to 'kiss' me in order to show his appreciation. Freaks me out a little definitely :<

Followed in the afternoon, I went over to another nursing home to work. Not everyone enjoys have their feet done. Some may yell and ask you to get lost. Others may even kick you onto your face. Some needs a little more coaxing in order to have them to sit still. Seriously,the longer I worked there, the capacity of my patience bulits up even greater. Some even asked me to cut their fingernails and I just do it without any hesitation. I can't stand long fingernails myself. It was then one of the carers started to ask me to look at her ingrown toenail. Heh, think I should start my own privatised business soon.

*New jobs alert: I'll be going to 3 prisons to work once a week based on rotation. Basically, I'll buy the basic supplies and charge them whatever I feel like for their respective treatments. At least, something to look forward to in October. That somehow makes me feel as though I am a businesswoman running 'mobile' clinics. At least, pay is heaps better than working anywhere else. In general, I would say it is not bad considering having working only 3-4 days a week and yet, being able to 'feed' myself.

Will be going for facial after my morning work tomorrow. Whee!

Thanks Susan! I have received the parcel from you today...of course, your name deserved a mention on my blog ;o)

Eye Balm : Clarins or Clinque?

I can't make up my mind whether which brand to use....So typical vainpot of moi ;p
Went to Chinese grocery shop along Vic Park. This auntie's son happened to be one of my podiatist's friend. Such a small world and she was so nice to give me her phone number so that I can pay her a visit.

Uncle L rang me that I need to redo my health checkup for the migration purpose. Geez, I felt as though I was being conned for my money again. So frustrating (at times) that the PR application seemed to be facing one hurdle after an another. I got a bad feeling that I may not go back to SG so soon until next year. That means I will have to spend Christmas, New year's and Chinese New Year here in Perth. *sob* Anyway, my parents are coming over to attend another convocation of mine in Feb 05. My plan is to return to SG before I turned 28. I've got long-term plans for my career back home and it's just a matter of having the guts to do it or not. For instance, setting up my own private practice, gaining recognition of the importance of footcare (especially patients with diabetes), reforming all nursing shoes ( trust me, they have sux-ed for years).
Then again, I hope to achieve a couple of objectives on my job prior returning home and that's why I refused to go back so early so that I can learn much skills/techniques from the more experienced pods here.
List of objectives:

• Improvement on nail surgery technique
• Curettage of warts
• Making of Dynasplints to offload pressure from the foot ulcers.

Am thinking of going to Bursewood tomorrow for Telethon - a fund-raising function for kids/ppl with cancer. But I hate the idea of going with my crazy g.f...just in case I get ripped off again ;p

Happy Notes

This is just one of the stories told by my patient on Tuesday. She is one of the most positive women I've ever met. As the story goes, she was a head nurse trained in UK where she also met her first husband that turned out to be a psychotic. Thus, one day she couldn't cope or living with his behaviours where the marriage ended 3 years later. She had 3 kids with him but one of the kids died in an accident plus she was the driver at fault. At this point, it must be pretty hard living with guilt in her. Then she went on to become an orthopaedic surgical head nurse where she met her second husband. The thing about the 2nd husband is he was married to another lady at that time. It wasn't until 6 years later, they've met in a practice and that's the time he realised that he couldn't live without her. Eventually, he got divorced with the former wife and married my patient. Unfortunately, the marriage died a year later with the surgeon husband contracted thyroid cancer. She loved him to death and vowed he was the most geninue and nicest man she ever met. *sniff* -->getting a little emotional here
From the last 70s, she became a widow ever since and throughout the years, she kept herself busy with choirs, going to classical concerts, visiting grandkids and doing anything in the world that she can to occupy her mind.
It's quite funny how she commented that she doesn't fancy the treatment from the previous pod coz she's big-sized and being not gentle enough. She always felt that the pod is going to take off her big toe. She even wanted to come to the private practice where I am working when the actual pod comes back from holiday.

Next, my Jap friend smsed me and maybe we're gonna meet up on Friday. Visited my former patients and I am going (together with his wifey) to Northam for a vintage car exhibition. He will be driving his open military jeep which he built from scatch. James rang me up and offered me a job at a nursing home with goodie pay ( $60/hr).

• Other happenings:

I won a free jug of beer at Hip-E club! Yippee!!! What a surprise that G also won the same stuff as me. Such a waste that I can't take the beer home and enjoy it. If only I hadn't drive.....grr* So both of us went up to collect our prizes and took a pic together. The crazy girlfriend whom I was with at the club kept teasing me and G that we are just meant to be ' inseperable'. Other than the fact that G and myself had the same b'date, I don't see anything going on between us. Firstly, I don't really like dating smoking dudes. I always have this allergic rhinitis which comes and goes. Sometimes, it can turn bad to the extent that I can hardly breathe. Additionally, the idea of kissing ciggie-d lips puts me off.*pukes*

Inner Voices

I wasn't very pleased that I gotta fetch people up and down to the clubs most of the time last week. It's the people whom I don't at all. I undestand R doesn't wanna disappoint her friends but if I don't say yes, that makes me sound like an evil person. Indeed, it's all because she is on tour and that's why I didn't make a din out of it. Remember it's doesn't happen only once. On the other hand, I hate to tell her that she is being a little naive in her relationship with the b.f. What right do I have to say it anyway. Since she has made the choice , she gotta be brave to face whatever circumstances that come along. Not just whining and upsetting herself because she can't reach her boyfriend in Australia on the phone.
VN is right, I am a big softie and easy being ripped off by others.

Clubbing was kinda boring sh*t on Saturday. First, have to pick up C (whom i just got to know) and R. The problem is C's nonverbal cues (eg, folding across her arms most of the time) just tell me she is not interested?. Geez, don't think I would actually meet her just because I thought Christine n her friends were coming to Metros as well - which in the end, they didn't come! Well, some people are just being indecisive and like the idea of 'flying aeroplane' ( giving empty promises).

Went out with F in the arvo for dim sum and being so nice of me again (and also with the thought of her coming from a poorer background), I paid for the meal. That was cool with me. But what I can't stand is that if she can't afford to pay the shirt for a friend's present, why insist buying it on the spot then? She tried to pay via the bank card which doesn't work at all. In the end, I just paid it on her behalf to save ourselves from embrassement. If she is sensible enough, she would have come back next time to buy the shirt then. I don't know what have I done in my previous life as if I am owing her favours all the time. Yes, I lent her my bag, shoes and gave her a cardigan unreluctantly. . I've already verberlized that I have certain amount of bills to pay on time and yet she still doesn't get the clue.

Why am I keep having such feeling of people ripping me off?

Euroka Retirement Village


That's where I went to render my foot services to the old folks living there. I have never been to North Beach suburb and yet, it was indeed a fantastic place with great coastlines. Took me about half and hour to get there with the traffic in the morning. I took a pic of the area after work so stay tune dudes!
Someone had actually fully booked the whole bloody long list of appointments without a lunch break in between. Gosh* I could have work from 8.30am to 2pm constantly non-stop. Thanks to Gwen (my patient) who was kind enough to make me a cheese tomato sandwich. She even brought me an apple as well! That was soo sweet of her. And the other patient even make me a cuppa tea with some biscults which she brought it down from home. George ( another of my patient) even offered to clean up the place after I am done. All these folks fufilled my day and being so kind to me even I didn't know them at all.

Went out last night to Oriels with Christine's friends with her b.f. I can't deny the fact that those people are really boring to the extreme. I get to chat up to Z and C most of the time while pretending to ignore the presence of the rest. I know I am a bad girl *lol*

Feel like taking a nap now..*again* It has been becoming more like a habit in the evening. Chatted with D (en) last night online and hope he feels much better today despite whatever shit his wife is doing to him. I feel sorry for him and if I were his daughter, I would detest mommy forever for hurting daddy. Because I do understand that her actions are just soo wrong and unacceptable. It's quite unbelievable how he can channel all his energy in treating patients.

Phobia of LOVE


My girlfriend, R was in town recently from Singapore. A few more days to go for R before she commenced her new job at a local mental health hospital as a nurse. Finally, we met on Tueday night to go to Hip-E club for a chill out. Free beer and roast burger before 9pm. It was all good until she won a bottle of Champagne and a cosmetic bag. Plus that bottle of alcohol must be consumed on that day itself. Somehow, I managed to see G and a few new pilot dudes. So I grabbed G and asked if his mates wanna share the drink with R and myself. Must be R's unlucky day....she met Ryan that night whereby Ryan used to be a bit 'crazy' on R. *lol* But still, Ryan has his cute side of it and very witty too.

Got to know another friend of G who is D. He works as a dental surgeon and has been friends with G for the past 17 years. I thought it would be nice to know another dentist besides my daily online buddy, VN in queensland. We exchanged numbers coz I thought of bringing R and D around perth. Anyway, we didn't go in the end. The funny thing is how D just touched behind my shoulders as we walked to the dance floor that night. I mean, I would rarely get close to anyone especially if I am meeting him/her for the first time. Call me a conservative brain. It probably meant nothing at all.
Saw G and the pilot gang again at Margeaux's. It was my first time there since the R's whole housemates are going too. More like an international gang with people from Germany, Australia, Singapore, Norway. Had a couple of drinks but what sux that night was waiting for R's friend freaking long. R was nice to buy me a drink that night anyway. And I met D again....it took me a while to get warm up and say Hi to him. Basically he was standing there and people watching. Basically that's how I managed to start a little conversation with him.

Actually, D was rather an easy going guy, career-minded, with 80% of nerd in him. What a shame he is leaving on this coming Friday. Perhaps, that's why he didn't bother to show any intentions of keeping in touch. Ultimately, it is gonna be an issue in singapore vs perth thing. I don't even know where my career is going to take me which places. Maybe he did show his keeness but well....what I can say. No doubt I did say that :" perhaps it would be the last time I'll be seeing you. Have a good trip and have fun on the rest of the days." His reply was like :" good bye?"-many times?
arrghh*
I don't know whether he was thinking at that time...it was like 2am.

The only thing is we did exchanged numbers and I got a card where he works at a private pracitice.

Nope, no boogie on Saturday night.

It's unlike one of those Saturdays, finally I get a chance to stay at home and enjoy a can of Foster's in front of internet. This week is no difference to last week as in I've worked 2 Saturdays as a nurse in the hospital. The most dreadful thing about working on Saturday is to wake up at 5 yish in the morning :<

I've worked with so many war veterans and elderly folks....I began to realise that people nowadays (as being in a relationship) are less tolerant, less understanding, and less passionate. During the years of World War 1&2, these old folks had been through so much for the sake of keeping their relationsips alive. No matter where one meet each other or where one's from, they somehow managed to get together. Distance wasn't considered a hindrance despite the fact that the partner may come from another country. Times has changed indeed. We are moving beyong into a quicker pace than before. Emailing is just not good enough as part of basic tools of communication. We need pictures smsing and even digital camera installed onto the phones!
We are ought to be lucky in this booming new technology era which truly has made communication more accessible. My question is: doesn't long distance relationships work at all?
So far, I've got only a friend involved in this. I find it quite hard to understand if one just blames it on the distance apart as the main reason for the breakup.
If that's the main reason, why be in the relationship in the first place?
From my point of view, being distant apart seems to conquer the power of love...... unfortunately.