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A Singaporean girl who graduated from a Medical College in the UK and currently working as a doctor, spending most of my years abroad burying myself amongst medical books, speaking Queen's English and trying to adapt to life in Britain. But I still remain a true blue Singaporean who loves my plate of char kway teow and enjoys the sense of closeness when speaking "Singlish" to my fellow countrymen. Why "The Chinese Doctor"? Because that's what my patients call me since they don't know my name!

Saturday, May 17, 2008

An unexpected call

My head was throbbing and my eyes were burning after typing out everything that I wanted to tell Dearie. I have decided that I will go by his wishes, and grant him all the freedom to lead the type of life he wants from now on. I have lost my confidence in being his pillar of support, and I regret the fact that I'm useless when IT softwares are concerned. I have tried hard to read up on them in order to understand and be able to say something when Dearie tells me about his problems and goes on abt the softwares. But no matter how hard I try, I still do not understand. Maybe I'm just thick. I have failed to be the type of girl he needs. And it makes me feel pointless of claiming to be his gf, when he feels that I'm not the one he'll choose to talk to if he is troubled.

I didn't want to spend the rest of the night packing my luggage with a throbbing headache, so I went to take a short nap.

I must be really exhausted, because I didn't wake up until my phone rang.

The voice over the phone sounded familiar, but the number wasn't stored in my contact list.

Me: Hello..
D: Hi michelle..
Me: U r?
D: It's me..D here..
Me: Oh..hi!
D: U're going home tmr right? I got your number from H, and I just wanted to wish u a safe journey back.

This call came as a real surprise.

D is my junior from med sch, and despite being Chinese, we never spoke even though I've seen him many times. He's going to take over my post when I am done with my housemanship in the hospital, hence, he's been shadowing me this week. When he first came a few weeks back, he was with other teams, and it is only natural that Chinese will interact with one another, but I'm not a very friendly person to begin with, so I didn't talk to him at all.

I only started talking when he came over once to talk to me, and was really surprised that he knew my name. Ok, maybe it's not that surprising since I must have made a name for myself amongst all the Msians years ago after an unpleasant incident with someone. Knowing how people around my region are like, I expected rumours to go around, and I started losing the only few friends I had too. I avoided Msians like a plague. I even chose to move out to a place where I knew I'll be far far away from them.

Since he's Msian, I reckon he might have heard abt what has happened before and things abt me. But since he's here to shadow me during his placement, I decided to put private issues and concerns aside. It was a pleasure having him around for a week, and it was nice imparting my knowledge and sharing my job experiences with him. It was great having him share my jobs with me too.

When I was on call, I was concentrating so much on my jobs in the ward. If he didn't bleeped me and asked if I wanted to eat dinner together, I would have completely forgotten abt it. That came as a surprise too. During then, even though I was talking, to me, he was my student, rather than a friend. And never did I expect him to bleep me specially to ask if I had my dinner.

Anyway, it was nice receiving his call, especially when I needed some distractions. I did feel very touched that someone remembered that I'm going home for my annual leave tomorrow, and asking me abt my coach and flight details. I was even more surprised when he actually said he doesn't mind coming to my hospital to help me after his exams, when I was only just kidding abt it. It was also surprising when he said we'll have a meal together whenever I am in Cardiff.

I am pleased to have made a new friend, even though I'm returning home for good soon. Although I don't know him very well, but at least to me, he seems very much more sincere than the people I know here. The dinner, the phone call and the blessings were enough to make me feel touched. :)

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