How you feel about singapore nurses?
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nobody wants to take up nursing job. there are good reasons ;Originally posted by gentlerock:When I was warded, I found that many nurses here are not Singaporean leh. Aussie, Kiwi, Pinay, Malaysian, China MeiMei.....but very few Singaporean.
The only Singaporean was that stupid head of ward (I think its a Catholic sister) who always made special effort to check if I was smoking in the toilet. I told her I'll blow the smoke out so that the other patients won't die early, but she didn't agree. Basket, even pai-kar also must walk all the way out of the hospital gate to have a fag.
In fact, that day I went for the NKF health check (blood sugar, cholesterol, urine check, BMI, etc etc). There were many stations....and at most of the stations, the staff-in-charge were foreigners (China, Philippino, etc.). I only went to one station which had Singaporean staff.
the odd and long working hours
low salary and little prospect
difficult-to-please singaporeans
singaporeans that watch too much japanese av
so we have to import nurses from different countries!! -
Me? Abcess lah...at the most moist and warm place on my body somemore.Originally posted by the Bear:what the heck were you warded for?
nicotine and tar kills the healing process you know?
It was a really funny situation because the doctor was my brother's friend. He had to cut a slit 10 cm long and 4 cm deep to drain out the pus....and due to the location, he couldn't stitch it back, so I just had to bleed for days and wait for the wound to close.
For this operation, I was given an epidural (an injection through the spinal cord, directly into the nerve column). The stupid anaesthetist must have been inexperienced - young and not chio also. She did it 3-4 times before she finally got it in. And when she finally did, I jumped (I wasn't warned to be prepared for it). The nurses all went "woah!!! keep still please" (they were afraid that the needle would break).
Next, came the propping up of my legs. Imagine me, a male, being in a gynae's chair with my legs propped up. I told the stupid doctor that my family had a history of not reacting to anaesthesia....but he didn't believe me. So he was chit-chatting with the nurses and once in a while would stab me with some sharp object to see if I would go "ouch!". After a while, he said "er....we'll wait a while more and if it doesn't work, maybe we should try GA on you". Fortunately, it never came to that.
What's more weird is that halfway through the operation, a nurse came to ask me "Hey, you are so and so right? Do you remember me? I used to be your neighbour and we used to play together. I know your whole family.".
After the operation, I was carted back to my ward. An Aussie nurse dressed me up again. To put in my sleeves, she had to roll me left and right (by pushing and pulling my body). When she pulled me towards her, my face was about 1 foot from her butt....and I could see the blonde hair on her thighs, her panties, everything! Fortunately, the epidural was still in effect, so I think there was no reaction there.....or else she would've noticed.
Lucky this one doesn't seem to be recurring....wouldn't wanna go through it again.
All the while, I'm thinking that I'll never have the guts to go through what a woman goes through when giving birth. -
That was funny incident down there, which hospital was there? More likely is in SGH because the staffs there were rather weird.Originally posted by gentlerock:Me? Abcess lah...at the most moist and warm place on my body somemore.
It was a really funny situation because the doctor was my brother's friend. He had to cut a slit 10 cm long and 4 cm deep to drain out the pus....and due to the location, he couldn't stitch it back, so I just had to bleed for days and wait for the wound to close.
For this operation, I was given an epidural (an injection through the spinal cord, directly into the nerve column). The stupid anaesthetist must have been inexperienced - young and not chio also. She did it 3-4 times before she finally got it in. And when she finally did, I jumped (I wasn't warned to be prepared for it). The nurses all went "woah!!! keep still please" (they were afraid that the needle would break).
Next, came the propping up of my legs. Imagine me, a male, being in a gynae's chair with my legs propped up. I told the stupid doctor that my family had a history of not reacting to anaesthesia....but he didn't believe me. So he was chit-chatting with the nurses and once in a while would stab me with some sharp object to see if I would go "ouch!". After a while, he said "er....we'll wait a while more and if it doesn't work, maybe we should try GA on you". Fortunately, it never came to that.
What's more weird is that halfway through the operation, a nurse came to ask me "Hey, you are so and so right? Do you remember me? I used to be your neighbour and we used to play together. I know your whole family.".
After the operation, I was carted back to my ward. An Aussie nurse dressed me up again. To put in my sleeves, she had to roll me left and right (by pushing and pulling my body). When she pulled me towards her, my face was about 1 foot from her butt....and I could see the blonde hair on her thighs, her panties, everything! Fortunately, the epidural was still in effect, so I think there was no reaction there.....or else she would've noticed.
Lucky this one doesn't seem to be recurring....wouldn't wanna go through it again.
All the while, I'm thinking that I'll never have the guts to go through what a woman goes through when giving birth. -
why you never stick out your tongue & lick her panties?
