The hospital attachment was quite boring. I elected to stay in the treatment room administering ECG (or watching the nurses do ECG), cleaning and dressing wounds. I even had the opportunity to administer the nebulizer to one asthmatic patient. Nonetheless, it was very eye opening. It has proved one thing: that everything that SAF teaches is a farce. The things are taught inside do not correspond with what I see in a public hospital. To a certain degree, at least.
Ah, the only good thing about the hospital is the girls.
I spent only one day out of three in the hospital, because I took MC for the other two days. My staff sergeant was suspicious about my MC. He thought I was just bored. In any case, I was on attend B for the whole of last week. I was afflicted with fever, headache, bodyache, sore throat, cough, green sputum and breathlessness. I must have caught something bad at the hospital. Medication didn’t seem to help much. The antibiotics were completely ineffective.
I went to see a neighbourhood GP on Saturday. Then I actually saw the MO in-camp twice, after that. On the second time he finally gave me some pills, but then he remarked that they weren’t of much use.
MO: Ok, these are lozenges for you to suck on. But since they are from SAF, they won’t really help.
Me: Err, Yes Sir.
I was struggling to breathe for most of the week. Fortunately I didn’t take part in the PT. No route march either, because it was cancelled!
On Saturday I went to see Speed Racer with Kirk and Yeo Kent Lee. What a great show! We had kopi at Joo Seng after that. I came home quite late this morning.