Every Wednesday during summer, there's a food market - Suzuki Market held at Victoria market and we (Alice, Jero, Chris) headed down for dinner after Paeds. Food wasn't too bad, but it wasn't the greatest or tastiest I've ever had and was pretty pricey as well. We had pork ribs, sausages, potato rings (!!!!! OMG SO YUM), seafood zazuela (some Spanish seafood with rice thingy), banana and strawberry crepes with nutella etc. Then we received a text and photo from Jeff and he looked like a swollen balloon. W.T.F. He had his wizzies taken out in theatre at RDHM and his face looked like someone gave him a fist swing. It was bruised and swollen, especially around his lower left jaw. Apparently when they were trying to extract his upper 28, the cryer tip broke and they took ages to fish it out. Usually it only take 1/2 to 1 hour to remove all 4 wizzies but his took like 2.5 hours and had to have 2 litres of saline and iv amoxy. Holy shit. Went to visit him with Chris and it was an uphill battle to walk really quick with a full stomach. Or rather I'm just unfit. Lol
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On a side note, I made a kid cry today. Yes. I'm that horrible :'((( This 12 year old kid never had a filling done in her life, hence never had any local anaesthesia before, a.k.a. "The Needle" as her mum kept emphasizing to her and that obviously wasn't helping the situation. With Dr. Loo's help, we kind of desensitized her and kept constantly talking to her, distracting her. When I put the topical on, she was already wincing. Then the needle came. She started to gulp and choke for some reason. We tried to calm her down and asked her to breathe through her nose and then she snorted /sneezed. I think she was quite embarrassed as then, the tears came. She was sobbing, not entirely crying like a baby, but still choking up with tears. Poor kid. But yeah that's for not taking care of your teeth!!!!! Well, at least the filling I did for her was pretty good. The kid doesn't even know which tooth I filled. She said she can't see it. LOLOL.
So yeah. Seeing kids just mentally and physically drain you and before you know it, it's 5pm. Time to pack up and have some KFC. Because every paediatric block can get so depressing that you deserve some finger lickin' good chicken.