Dad corresponded online with me today, to inform me that my brother broke down emotionally today and had to book out from camp under special circumstances. My brother had always been a strong person, and it got me worried when I heard this from Dad. Apparently, one of the recruits he was in charge of had fallen severely ill and have been sent to the ICU. Apparently, his situation is critical, and being able to live through the night was a major question. Being someone who loves and respects his subordinates, sharing a very close bond with them, it was no wonder why my brother would break down, even though it wasn't his fault that the young boy had fallen ill. I hope his recruit will get well soon, and I hope my brother will start feeling better soon. Being far away, I feel useless, having the urge to shower him with some care and concern during this critical moment, yet knowing how emotionally stable he is at the moment, I don't want to bring up the matter to aggravate things.


Mum was chatting loads to me, as usual. She sounds terribly excited about the little baby coming to live with us, asking me numerous questions abt how Dearie's dogs are taken care of in China. The whole family are making preparations for our new family member, and it seemed like a huge family happening for us. I'm excited in the UK to check out the little one too. I love dogs, and my brother was telling Mum that he's sure I'll be terribly happy to meet the baby, and I'll willingly do anything for it. How true..in fact, I've already volunteered to take the sweetheart to the Vet for his final vaccination at the end of this mth. Now I'm even thinking of what I'm going to buy for the puppy.

Mum started talking abt Dearie today. She was going on and on about her chatting with my granny's Radiographer about Dearie. The Radiographer's from Beijing too, and she was telling Mum that with Dearie's family background, girls in China would be queueing up for him, because by marrying into Dearie's family, it would a lifetime of luxury and I can sit in the house and be a taitai. Hence, the Radiographer was telling my mum that I should treasure Dearie since he's a brilliant catch. Although I know that my darling's great, I couldn't help but burst out laughing at what the Radiographer said. Mum started asking me if I was planning to leave home and become a taitai. "I think your Daddy will be disappointed if u were to tell him that u're quitting as a doctor to become a taitai now. It's not that we think it's bad to be a taitai, but your Daddy spent so much money to see you through medical school. And now u've finally graduated, we think it's such a waste if u suddenly say u're quitting. He could have done so many things with the money he spent on u." Mum went on. Lol.

Well, I did have thoughts of giving it all up for the sake of Dearie. Yes, quitting Medicine, get a job totally unrelated to Medicine in China, and live the rest of my life as a taitai. But Dearie was really sweet. He decided that he shall make the compromise, and let me live my dream of becoming a doctor. My passion still ultimately lies in Medicine. I haven't forgotten what I want to do after becoming a doctor, and I'm currently taking baby steps to make them become real. I've already started off by teaching medical students. Not much, but at least I've made a start. And I really do enjoy teaching them, and fascinating them with signs. I know they're fascinated when they go around telling their friends what they've seen on the wards for the day. It also pleases me when I have them listening attentively to what I'm telling them, and jotting down points. If I'm given an option, I'm sure I'll be more than willing to become a clinical tutor one day when I'm higher up the hierachy. The next would be gaining enough experience to do voluntary services locally and abroad, especially in disaster situations (I feel like shit watching the news of the Myanmar cyclone and Sichuan Quake because here I am sitting down doing nothing, when thousands out there are fighting to survive and even more are crying for their loved ones. One day...one fine day...I will make it there to do my bit. I will try my best to make this happen).

I was chatting with Owain in the kitchen today, and was telling him about the posts I've got back home. "I'm sure U'll like A&E. U look like the A&E type of person." he said. Sheesh...first, I have a Surgeon telling me I got the potential to be a Surgeon, and then my colleagues telling me that my clerking is that of a typical physician, and now someone else is telling me that I'm an A&E person. Seriously making me wonder what type of person I am. Hahahaha. I don't think I'm that great to fit everywhere. Anyway, I'll make the decision when that time comes. :)