we are married to our job. period.

it was a normal working days as any other. i was busy in the ward as usual.

I stood over to take ABG for an elderly patient at the acute cubicle. Sensed a flow from my nostril. Perhaps i caught a cold i thought, carelessly wipe away with my forearm (avoiding contact withthe latex gloves).

There is faint trail of blood stained on my forearm now. My nose were bleeding.

nothing to be alarmed about. i reacted coldly and calmly. as if it doesnt concerned me. Held my mind off it, continue taking the ABG.

my emotion bleached by the constant repeatative tasks.

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finding myself not able to sleep again tonite despite weary from a lengthy day of work. my mind wandering off somewhere else, seeking comfort.

i’d usually take effort to do thing till perfection, but lately, i’d save perfection for another day.